When starlight dances, It bequeaths pure light, Empowering fireflies, And princesses alike. It whispers of magic, It resonates might, It sings in the darkness, And transforms the night. ~ Janna Vanderveen
This painting captivates me. I find myself contemplating the untold story within its layers, only to grapple with the feelings it evokes, ones of sadness, intrigue, and wonder. The forest looms,...
Would you awaken the moon For a glimpse of the queen? Would you open your eyes And risk being seen? For she laces the frost With her silver-hearted breath, Creating beauty in madness, She whispers...
Last night, I became God’s greatest cheerleader. I know that sounds cheesy, but if you’d been watching me in my backyard, you’d understand the statement, and probably have a good laugh at my expense. Clouds...
When darkness encroaches And death overshadows the valley, Have no fear For I am with you. The shadows are lies And death an illusion. But take heart For I’ve torn the...
Several summer’s ago, my husband and two lifejacket-clad sons swam to a tiny island off the shore of Lake Huron. They stood on a branch which jutted out the water and soaked in the view...
This weekend Bruce and I took a scenic drive around Niagara Falls. It was dusk, fog obscured the setting sun, clouds of mist spiraled out of the depths of falling water,...