We are surrounded—delimited by zillions of diminutive bodies-creatures of the atmosphere… invading the atmosphere; tailoring the air in intricate winged designs… minuscule bodies meandering the melody of the early evening air… zigzagging invisible paths.
And there are those tingle of spider webs made out of gold and thin air too. Spider web that seem to twinkle and dance from the rooftops down to the garden’s floor when agitated by light...
It’s the enchantment of the summer evenings in the garden. And I am here—clinging to the magic of the moment; racing against time; racing... Read More
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Agree Barb, throwing the baby out with the bath water 'aint the answer. Take care. :>)
I know Rigina, when it takes a week for legite comments to appear it is upsetting, and it is killing the site slowly. Surely there must be a better way to address the spammers and floggers. Also taking away ratings if you do not post in a period of...
ed i was one of the original complainers about people using this site to flog their stuff. Now legite comments don't show?