Windmill Wishes

This image made me think of daydreaming, so I decided to write a Haiku poem to accompany it: Windmill Wishes Spinning windswept clouds canary yellow tulip fields vague visions of home  

The Dream Maker

Esme always had an affinity for birds – feathers, nests, eggs, and birdhouses in particular. Her favorite bird was a hummingbird because of its diminutive size and feisty spirit. She collected all of her avian treasures as a child in a little fort in the back yard, and old garden shed that her parents no…