"Your mind is a garden,
Your thoughts are the seeds,
You can grow flowers or
You can grow weeds"

Oh, yes… it started as a mind game between us, but it was quite disconcerting to see how many of those tiny seeds were negative thoughts fated to grow into something that would bite me back… How does your garden grow?

Today is #MonochromeMonday initiated by @Old-Guy-Photos! Let's get those monochrome pictures up! Don't forget to drop a link on the old guy's post! It's in the rules his wishlist.

Be as eclectic as you like. Check out my post. Could it get any more eclectic? I think so too! :)

My view of the Civil War Battlefield as I take a quick run around the periphery. It is peace and quiet all around, my favorite time of the day. I take a deep breath and enjoy the moment.

"Cree craw toads foot, geese walk barefoot"

And of course, there must be a flower. Always. I dedicate this flower to #MondayRed #ColorChallenge by @Kalemandra... For this colors my world today.

Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Because of you, I come back to post, again and again, I am encouraged by you, for the time you take to visit, comment or even upvote. For all of these reasons, I am eternally grateful. Don't ever forget what a wonderful world we live in, people. Let's hold hands around the globe and make this earth really spin. Some days, it is not as easy to see, how wonderful it really is. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.

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I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today.

they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?

i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.

later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,

"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"

warsan shire

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