Old Soul, New Life

The Giants Copyright N.Lebar @oldsoulworks How beautiful, the grove of weeping willows at the lake’s shore, towering ancient giants, gentle giants, always so gentle with my wounded heart and soul, always there for me, calming me, their beautiful green – or yellow, or brown – tresses delicately sweeping the grasses and pathway between the street … More Old Soul, New Life

AHHH…. SPRING…

That time of year when small green buds magically sprout on the dead grey trees of winter… When the rains come, the air gradually becoming warm and moist, and flowers are budding with their delicate colours and the promise of beauty to come; when the streets are more and more dotted with the colorful mosaic … More AHHH…. SPRING…