I love to listen to the sound of a child laughing, a cricket in the forest, a river running wild or flowing peacefully by, or a stone thrown onto the mirrored lake.
These sounds are at the center of my being.
I write what I see and more so, what I feel. An Author I am not, yet the sounds I hear inspire me to write. I hope you will not mind, listening to my words that usually do not make any sense, except to me.
I look forward to reading more of the wonderful works here on AD.