Glad You Stopped By

Friday, April 17, 2026

Good morning, Twfw. O/

Blue-grey sky, misty splashes of rain land on tree branch blossoms in progress.

Squirrels navigate the labyrinth of treetops and trunks to find food while a black-capped chickadee whistle codes a 'Hello, World!' from the console in her nest.

Sunrise... Friday interstate traffic comes to life.

A clock ticks its tock on the wall in a quiet house. Lights out, sun's up, the tea goes cold while the sentences multiply.

Wonder drops as the sun rises in a comfortable introspective alcove of The Internet called Wonder Fell.

Glad you stopped by.

There's not much like it online, anywhere, much at all, anymore these days. Conversations, and so much called Art, turned to sellable things first.

There's an amazing World out there with shapes and sights and smells and sounds to take in. The draw and the desire to want more is understandable.

But there's also a World within each of us.

Did you know?

Did you know when you recognize this world within the shapes and sights and smells and sounds mean more?

A crow lands on a branch nearby and sounds a cry for The Earth and the world within each witness.

Did you know each crow sings for you?

Now you know.

Life living alive lives in you. Whether or not the weather within is a Paradise or a Hell is up to you.

What does that crow's cry mean for your world?

What does a sunrise represent in The Land Called You?

It's up to you because it is you.

Take sometime to get to know yourself and have that wonderful day already.

A poem to go along with today's entry: Flashy Inside People