“Trickling water on the windowsill. 5 a.m. on the droid as I lay still. Half frozen rain pelts the house in tune, with a soul alone in this big room. I should leave this bed and start my day. Closed eyes and memories force my stay.” Click here to continue reading “Rain Dancer by Scott Mitchell”
Evoking the Deep 
January 18th, 2013 at 5:49 pm
When were you in Jamaica? … I’m hurt you didn’t link with me. …tell me this was long ago and maybe I’ll forgive you.
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January 20th, 2013 at 10:36 am
Hey Tomekha! You’ve been away so long that I had to approve your comment here lol. Hey, that picture is an old one, but I put a 2013 watermark on it because I did the editing that day. I promise you’ll be the first to know when I’m coming to Jamaica, and I always keep a promise! (I hope you tell me if you come here too!)
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January 18th, 2013 at 7:30 pm
Love it, Scott! I’m anticipating what happens next! 🙂
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January 19th, 2013 at 10:34 am
So am I! 🙂
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January 20th, 2013 at 10:37 am
Thanks Lauren and Debbie!
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January 20th, 2013 at 9:19 am
Makes me jump up and dance Scott!
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January 20th, 2013 at 10:38 am
Hey Wendell, thanks!
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January 21st, 2013 at 1:34 pm
Love this, nice to meet you!!! I’m a new follower from Florence!!!!
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January 25th, 2013 at 5:26 pm
Hey! Thanks so much for coming! Sorry for my late reply. I’m a little slow sometimes, but do my best! 🙂
Have a great weekend!
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March 15th, 2013 at 10:42 pm
Half frozen rain, the pane. Feeling it. Like this very much.
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