Looking Forward to This Spring...

I know spring's been here for a month now, but it's sure taken a while to feel like it. Now that the trees are leafing out and the birds are singing more, I'm happily feeling that spring has come more earnestly at last. *throws petals all over the place*

Any thing particularly exciting you're looking forward to in the months of spring? I'm excited for....

...working in the garden. I'm so happy to see a the little green babies coming up. This year I'm trying lots of zinnias. Pictures to come if they're a success. 😊 What's your favourite flower?

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... The Stealthmaster's Shadow, by Hope Ann

It’s ten confounded years since the war ended.

Ten years since the Prince won the war and pardoned the rebels.

And left.

The Prince left, but lasting peace never had a chance to begin.

As a Stealthmaster, Verus is determined to complete the task the Prince left, whatever the cost. Traitors, needlessly vague governors, and threatening rumors are all part of a standard mission. Verus will bring peace to what is left of the world, one city and village at a time. According to the governor’s daughter, the war was never about a physical peace in the first place, but what does she or any of the other Followers know? They weren’t there during the war.

They didn’t see the horrors Tauscher spread over the land or the scars that will never fade.

Commandeering the task of a former soldier, Verus presents himself to the governor of Nerva. Eventually he’ll need to undermine the man, but even Stealthmasters need money, and a mission to discover the owner of a misshapen slipper shouldn’t be difficult.

Until the ambassador from Zahavia appears.

Suddenly face to face with nightmares from the past, Verus struggles to help those plunged into danger, from the governor’s newest prisoner to a serving lad to an infuriating woman he’s taken to calling princess. Fleeing will only make the enemy stronger. But staying…

Staying could doom them all.

*don't mind my screaming* 'Cause how could I not be excited about the next installment in the Legends of Light series? This is going to be epic! I'm off the walls for this one! Not sure if I can wait until June 1st. 😆 Though of course it is up for pre-order now...

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..."Midnight Sun" by the Gothard Sisters 🎻

From what I've seen/listened to of the Gothard Sister's new album, this one is destined to be my favourite of theirs. It's just... so beautiful. Thankfully I only have to wait until May 4th for this one. I'm already listening to the clips of the songs on repeat. 

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...reading more poems.

I always have loved reading poetry, but this year it's beauty has become deeper and more special to me. I hope to read a whole book of poetry if possible. 🕮

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Well, that's happening for me this spring. How about you? What activities and/or new releases are you looking forward for?

Blessings, 

S. F.

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PS. Wait! Don't go yet! You need some writer humor for the day. You'll only understand this if you've been there. It's so brilliant I had to share. It had me laughing to the point of tears because of how relatable and hilarious it is. 😉

Poetry Leaves #2 - "I Wrote My Name in Dust"

"I Wrote My Name in Dust"

by S. F.

I wrote my name in dust.

Such will happen when you try to hide

From who you are.

When you turn from the world

Because it can't see.

I wrote my name in dust.

That's what happens when you try coming back

To what you were.

When you can't anymore

Try to hide.

I wrote my name in dust.

It happened when I did my best

To peal away the lies.

When I wanted again to be clean

And be a hero.

I wrote my name in dust.

As I feared what would happen,

Letting the filth cover what I was.

When the world would turn on me

And forget.

I wrote my name in dust.

And let what was destined to happen...happen.

For dust will fall

When the time keeps passing

And dying.

And all will turn to dust.

Poetry Leaves #1 - My Place of Solitude

With autumn soon coming, I find myself in a nostalgic state that always comes when the air grows cold and leaves begin changing colours. This year, however, it's different. Instead of just thinking, it's made me write. I want to finish those stories I've started. I want to write more poetry. I want to take myself out of a mindset of dreaming of the things I could discover on pen and paper and acting on those dreams instead.

I thought I might share a few poems on here. I can't guaranty how soon they'll be put up on here, but for now, here's my first poem:

photo from the Internet

My Place of Solitude

I know a place of solitude

It's down the road a stretch.

I can go there when I need to

Have a place to sort my thoughts.

It's a spot down at the river

Where it makes a little bend.

I found my special "Thinking Rock" there

For quiet reigns as king.

As the peaceful river
Goes gliding along
And the glow of the sun is reflected
Like a thousand diamonds in the water

It soothes and rests my soul,
And I can ponder the countless ages past
Or consider all that can be
In the days yet to come.

Time itself is apt to stand still
In my place of solitude.

Once and Only Once

Just a little (or rather, not very little) thought. . . 

Photo © S. F.

"Through this toilsome world, alas!

Once and only once I pass;

If a kindness I may show,

If a good deed I may do

To a suffering fellow man,

Let me do it while I can.

No delay, for it is plain

I shall not pass this way again."

~ Unknown

I Shall Not Live in Vain

Ever since I first heard this quote, it has been one of my favourites.

"If I can stop one heart from breaking,

I shall not live in vain;

If I can ease on life the aching,

Or cool one pain,

Or help one fainting robin unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain."

~ Emily Dickinson

Go Ahead and Cry

I cut this little snip-it out of a magazine. It inspired me to write the below.

Go ahead and cry

I'll catch your tears.

Go ahead and cry.

I'm here to comfort you.

Go ahead and cry.

Even when I can't comfort you.

Go ahead and cry.

I know He will.

Go ahead and cry.

Your tears were meant to be cried.

Go ahead and cry.

I don't mind it a bit.
Go ahead and cry.

I'll catch your tears.