weekend

It's been a beautiful weekend. I have inhaled the sweetness of the hill country from Passion Flowers growing on a fence line to the buzzing of bees as they enjoy the nectar from the landscape. The scent of cedar trees is such a familiar aroma corresponding with the nearby roar of iron horses. Wine tasting along with the sweetness of the memories has accented the dreams I had last night. The sadness of the dreams has been constantly on my mind an invitation to numb myself to sleep while living in the solitude and memories of the scents of the weekend. I am motivated to continue on this journey of solitaire.