Originally posted on Legends of Windemere: Yahoo Image Search Maybe I’m wrong or I just wander to the wrong sites.  Still, it feels like people are much more critical of art than they were even a few years ago.  Things are torn apart and insulted before they’re fully released.  People go hunting for reasons to…

Originally posted on A Teacher's Reflections: The sun is setting on the new fallen snow Large pines rest their snow laden boughs, ready for a winter’s night. Night falls and the young trees gleam, wearing snow like children who were sledding and playing outside today. First snow.  No school.  Beautiful trees.  Happy children. Jennie

Originally posted on Na'ama Yehuda:   Shoppers swirled through the market, ebbing and flowing and streaming and trickling and never stopping. Never silent. Not a pause. Jiao wanted to crawl out of her skin. Jiang’s head remained peacefully bowed over his scroll. “Delicate like your name,” Grandmother would say, more reprimand than compliment. For…

Originally posted on Avem: Photo by?Rostislav Uzunov?from?Pexels “Failure is the path to success” is an old saying which most of the people out there must have heard before, but how many of them have you seen applying it and accept it with an open mind. The burning desire and hunger for success often become the…

Originally posted on Legends of Windemere: Yahoo Image Search Maybe I’m wrong or I just wander to the wrong sites.  Still, it feels like people are much more critical of art than they were even a few years ago.  Things are torn apart and insulted before they’re fully released.  People go hunting for reasons to…

Originally posted on A Teacher's Reflections: The sun is setting on the new fallen snow Large pines rest their snow laden boughs, ready for a winter’s night. Night falls and the young trees gleam, wearing snow like children who were sledding and playing outside today. First snow.  No school.  Beautiful trees.  Happy children. Jennie

Originally posted on Na'ama Yehuda:   Shoppers swirled through the market, ebbing and flowing and streaming and trickling and never stopping. Never silent. Not a pause. Jiao wanted to crawl out of her skin. Jiang’s head remained peacefully bowed over his scroll. “Delicate like your name,” Grandmother would say, more reprimand than compliment. For…

Originally posted on Avem: Photo by?Rostislav Uzunov?from?Pexels “Failure is the path to success” is an old saying which most of the people out there must have heard before, but how many of them have you seen applying it and accept it with an open mind. The burning desire and hunger for success often become the…