Book review – Catling’s Bane by D. Wallace Peach

Catling’s Bane is the first book in the Rose Shield tetralogy by a beloved blogger/author D. Wallace Peach.  The captivating story is woven with the perfect balance of all the elements that only a skilled writer and a masterful storyteller is able to achieve. There is excitement bubbling in me even as I am typing up this post.  So, here goes my first book review…(I promise to do my best to exclude spoilers.)

Catling's Bane
Source: mythsofthemirror.com

 

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Glimpses of Miami Beach

Recently, I went on a mini trip to Miami Beach. After experiencing its vibrancy in music, colors and energy, I feel compelled to share some of its images with you.  I hope you enjoy them.

Miami beach - rubics cube - by Mylilplace
Yellow and white squares in the middle of the beach, reminiscent of a rubik’s cube

 

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Spring rain

Clear drops from gray skies

fall on sun-soaked pregnant earth 

raise lives in colors.

Leave puddles for li’l feet and

rainbow for all as a treat. 

 

 

 

*Image by Pixabay at Pexels.com

Survival of the weakest

“Mom, look at her leg,” a child who sat in the front row remarked, followed by a short giggle and a loud hush.  I just began my piece on the piano but my right leg started to shake uncontrollably.  It took all my focus to keep my foot steady on the pedal.  My fingers, automaton, managed the piece without me. Thankfully.  Or not.  Those hours of honing into the emotion of the piece were lost.  When the recital ended, I couldn’t bear to get up and face the audience. I remember thinking they deserved better.  The piano deserved better.  The pretty pink dress my mom painstakingly chose for me deserved better.  That was me at the first recital of the year –  the weakest piano player among my elite peers.Read More »

The struggle

Cloud-like, her self worth

forms, floats,drifts, fades, dissipates,

fettered to their whims,

those wretched conflicting thoughts

blustering within.

 

 

*Photo by Niklas Hamann on Unsplash

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Spring, a beginning

Paused in winter’s lull,

life’s breath awakens, unfurls

rebirth to spring’s steps.

 

 

*Image captured by Mylilplace

 

How did we get here…

How did we become

minds dead to sound reasoning,

numb to violence,

our fears conned into hatred?

 

 

 

*Photo by Kat Jayne from Pexels