I loved childhood Mondays, those start-the-week days, back-to-school days of stories, songs and poetry. They smelled of pencils, paint and ink, clean uniforms, faded dinner stink, disinfectant and freshly waxed floors. We sat in rows, our desks clear, blackboard clean, blank slates waiting for the teacher to write the date. Kim M. Russell, 4th February […]
he puts down the spade wiping his brow with a sleeve a tulip blossoms Kim M. Russell, 4th February 2020 My response to Carpe Diem #1806 Unconditional Love Today’s theme, which some of us wrote about yesterday, is ‘unconditional love’.