Alley Mill and Spring is my favorite place in the world. I’ve visited it in summer and autumn, but never this early in spring. I got that chance this week as I returned from dropping Benny off in Nevada, Missouri.
I write almost every day for myself and I even write myself a lot of (most bad) haikus. I use Day One and even though I can publish with them, I just don’t like their format as well. I want to post more, but it takes extra effort to get it over to WordPress. Please enjoy.
gentle cool breeze blows
rushing water sounds like peace
Alley in the spring



















