I wait.
I become still.
I ask
“What next God?”
I wait.
Until I have a clear message.
I trust.
In silence.
This morning
I went to the park
Down the street.
The trees are blooming.
● About Me
I’m Bruce. Writer and photographer. Chef and gardener. Father and Grandfather. Pictured here with my wife, Susan, a soapmaker, writer and yogi and our dog, Freddy, a Mini-Labradoodle.
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