The Gift: Sometimes You See
Sometimes you give a gift and that's the end of things. Well, the end for you. The gift leaves your hands and you don't know where it travels, what the increase is. But sometimes word gets back... just a small picture of a tiny part of the "increase," and you are heartened. Thank you, Reluctant Homefront, for giving me a glimpse of your experience...
The other day I received a gift in the mail. I had stumbled on a giveaway held on Billy Coffey's blog, and as it turned out, mine was the name picked out of his hat by his children. I was excited to find L.L. Barkat's Stone Crossings in my mailbox only days later, and immediately settled in to read. I'm not sure what I expected when I first cracked the pages, but what I received was certainly beyond my expectations...
read the rest here...
On another note, here's my offering for this week's poetry celebration:
Boxed taped paper
flapped folded fitted
sealed kissed sent felt
High Calling Blogs The Gift: Hike With Me
High Calling Blogs RAP: Make Me Human
Monica’s Wedding Gown
Simple Country Girl’s Wild Daisy
Jim’s Take Jonah, many do
Joelle's Animals Know Better
Stone Crossings photo by The Reluctant Homefront.