Spring’s Rebirthing
Cool air caresses my cheeks as I enter the woods. A scurrying sound alerts me to a squirrel’s dash out of harm’s way, up a tree. I make my way down a well-worn trail that weaves through scraggly...
Cool air caresses my cheeks as I enter the woods. A scurrying sound alerts me to a squirrel’s dash out of harm’s way, up a tree. I make my way down a well-worn trail that weaves through scraggly...
Last night, I perused the internet searching for agents who might be interested in my manuscript. Many agents were closed to submissions and I switched off the computer feeling despondent. During...
Life plonked obstacles in my path. My updated website www.lesleyireneshore.com moved from its prior location and, more than a month later, wasn’t showing up on a Google search. During this time,...
Cool air caresses my cheeks as I enter the woods. A scurrying sound alerts me to a squirrel’s dash out of harm’s way, up a tree. I make my way down a well-worn trail that weaves through scraggly...
Last night, I perused the internet searching for agents who might be interested in my manuscript. Many agents were closed to submissions and I switched off the computer feeling despondent. During...
Life plonked obstacles in my path. My updated website www.lesleyireneshore.com moved from its prior location and, more than a month later, wasn’t showing up on a Google search. During this time,...