I often thought this thought in my anthropology classes, reading about conflicts through the ages and how closely they resemble the conflicts of today.
Let's stop being apologetic for being mammals. Let's stop blaming ourselves for physiological processes. Let's say we all get to do what we want with our own hair.
My thoughts for today's poem were prompted by the contrast of the bustling downtown to the rural ghost towns we passed on our recent foray into the forest.
Even though I am risk adverse, I love to play poker. I just prefer to play it low stakes. I still get a thrill!
Reflections from a weekend's escape to a wonderful State Park in Minnesota. Scenic State Park is worth a visit!
It occurred to me that I could post today before heading to wilderness. So here is a reflective poem about communication. I really think there is no such thing as too much communication (good communication that is).
Tomorrow my husband and I are leaving for a Labor Day camp trip in northern Minnesota. I have every intention of posting my poems from the great outdoors, however, there is a chance I won't have the connection to do so. If I do not, fear not, the poems will be written and I will post the missing days when I return. Have a wonderful holiday weekend!
I find the entire concept of time a fascinating topic to explore. Here are just some topsy turvy ways to think about the adages we have about it.
Creative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated activist, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz is completing a poetry challenge for 2018 by posting an original poem daily to this blog!