You’re such a wonderful writer. I can see the mountains, hear the trees, feel the heat, smell the thyme. I feel my own fingers slicing through the air while driving one handed. Most of all, I feel the language and its meaning. Beautiful piece. Thank you for sharing.
Ahhh...I feel I'm there.Love your writings;so gorgeous,so lush...Every piece brings cool visuals like I'm there,or just rounding a corner and quietly nearing whatever small,interesting world you've been describing...Thank You.💜
"Rocks rise like sleeping gods." I loove this!! I felt like I could smell the pine tree scent of mountain air, and feel the soft eerie atmosphere slowly creeping in🫶💫
You’re such a wonderful writer. I can see the mountains, hear the trees, feel the heat, smell the thyme. I feel my own fingers slicing through the air while driving one handed. Most of all, I feel the language and its meaning. Beautiful piece. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Christopher! That’s such a beautiful response. I’m really touched that it came through so vividly for you :)
You make me miss someone I don't know.
I love that—thank you! If it summoned someone half-remembered or never quite real, I think hopefully it found the right tone. 🤍
Trees strobe past…the seat clings to my thighs…fingers skimming…lovely DG
Thanks Billy 🖤
I used to think I was hard to touch, but now the world presses in everywhere 🖤
Thank you, I love that you picked out that line! 🖤
Love your alliteration and personification of the scene
Thanks Anthony!
Exquisite, everything. Thank you for allowing this peace to marinate so beautifully.
Thank you, Kim! I love the idea of letting something marinate in peace. What a beautiful image. I’m so glad it landed with you. 🖤
Ahhh...I feel I'm there.Love your writings;so gorgeous,so lush...Every piece brings cool visuals like I'm there,or just rounding a corner and quietly nearing whatever small,interesting world you've been describing...Thank You.💜
Sandra, that’s such a beautiful thing to hear—thank you! That’s exactly the kind of feeling I hope to create. 💛
You're very welcome...☺️
“I used to think I was hard to touch, but now the world presses in everywhere.” And wow, you capture it 🙏🏼✍🏻
Thank you very much Simone! 🙏🏻🤍
What an ending. Dreamlike.
Dreamlike is such a lovely word to hear; thank you so much!
Jesus. That last line. Gorgeous gorgeous work!💓😘💕💕
Ahh thank you, Rebecca! 💗
Beautiful & love the bucolic vibes.
Thank you very much! 🖤
this is ceremony.
Thanks Pen :)
"Rocks rise like sleeping gods." I loove this!! I felt like I could smell the pine tree scent of mountain air, and feel the soft eerie atmosphere slowly creeping in🫶💫
Thank you so much lovely 🫶🏻
Beautifully written, it really took me there.
Thanks Arden! I’m glad it transported you :)
Lovely language in this wee piece. x
Thanks Douglas 🖤
"I used to think I was hard to touch, but now the world presses in everywhere."
Such a stunning line. Makes me think of how the world demands to be felt in all of it's tragically beautiful wholeness. ❤️
Thank you so much, Sofia! I love how you’ve phrased that. 🤍
Remind me what mountains you call home!
That one was drawn from Cyprus (not my home) but I still drift between a few ranges (in my head). 🌿