Journal 8

We lived in a pink-colored house on a corner lot of a dead end street in Florida. Just a home of many homes we frequently moved into. The most secluded side of the house hid my secret joy, my sunflower ‘garden’. The elementary school I was attending taught me how to plant flowers, what seeds […]

Journal 5

2016 – She sat impatiently on the edge of the metal grey fold up chair attempting to catch a loose strand of strawberry-blonde hair that caught the passing breeze. It was a typical hot Florida summer afternoon and the lack of shadows across the field left the bridge of her nose dewy with a layer […]