Kevin Smith
@flkevman.bsky.social
Ice crystals cover
Everything on this coldest
Morning of the year
Everything on this coldest
Morning of the year
January 12, 2025 at 1:36 PM
Ice crystals cover
Everything on this coldest
Morning of the year
Everything on this coldest
Morning of the year
Golden light unfolds,
Lake whispers in still silence—
Christmas dawn arrives.
Lake whispers in still silence—
Christmas dawn arrives.
December 30, 2024 at 2:06 PM
Golden light unfolds,
Lake whispers in still silence—
Christmas dawn arrives.
Lake whispers in still silence—
Christmas dawn arrives.
Chilly waters rest,
Golden light wakes the still sky,
Winter breathes its calm.
Golden light wakes the still sky,
Winter breathes its calm.
December 22, 2024 at 3:50 PM
Chilly waters rest,
Golden light wakes the still sky,
Winter breathes its calm.
Golden light wakes the still sky,
Winter breathes its calm.
Crimson leaves ablaze,
Whisper through the pine-still air,
Autumn paints the lake.
Whisper through the pine-still air,
Autumn paints the lake.
December 22, 2024 at 3:49 PM
Crimson leaves ablaze,
Whisper through the pine-still air,
Autumn paints the lake.
Whisper through the pine-still air,
Autumn paints the lake.
December 14, 2024 at 4:03 PM
December 7, 2024 at 1:16 PM
Golden light spills wide,
Gulf whispers in soft repose,
Biloxi wakes slow.
Gulf whispers in soft repose,
Biloxi wakes slow.
December 6, 2024 at 10:51 PM
Golden light spills wide,
Gulf whispers in soft repose,
Biloxi wakes slow.
Gulf whispers in soft repose,
Biloxi wakes slow.
Golden light ascends,
Waves whisper to waking skies
Dawn’s breath on the sea.
Waves whisper to waking skies
Dawn’s breath on the sea.
November 23, 2024 at 11:53 AM
Golden light ascends,
Waves whisper to waking skies
Dawn’s breath on the sea.
Waves whisper to waking skies
Dawn’s breath on the sea.
"Many people lose the small joys in the hope for the big happiness.”
Pearl S. Buck
Pearl S. Buck
November 17, 2024 at 12:34 PM
"Many people lose the small joys in the hope for the big happiness.”
Pearl S. Buck
Pearl S. Buck
You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day
Lord, you know it makes me high
When you turn your love my way
You turn your love my way, yeah
Dickey Betts, 1972
Lord, you know it makes me high
When you turn your love my way
You turn your love my way, yeah
Dickey Betts, 1972
November 15, 2024 at 11:49 PM
You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day
Lord, you know it makes me high
When you turn your love my way
You turn your love my way, yeah
Dickey Betts, 1972
Lord, you know it makes me high
When you turn your love my way
You turn your love my way, yeah
Dickey Betts, 1972
Golden light unfolds,
Lily pads drift in still calm,
Morning breathes anew.
Lily pads drift in still calm,
Morning breathes anew.
November 12, 2024 at 3:03 AM
Golden light unfolds,
Lily pads drift in still calm,
Morning breathes anew.
Lily pads drift in still calm,
Morning breathes anew.