poems blue skies June 20, 2017by heather anne5 Comments on blue skies blue skies come and go like love here one minute, gone the next ~
poems Some call it winter September 8, 2014by heather anne23 Comments on Some call it winter …but we call it summer. Walked my dogs in this today: Isn’t it supposed to be summer until the 22nd? And after that it’s supposed to be some season called ‘fall’… but I think that’s just a crazy rumour. Can anyone confirm this?