A veil of grey covered the visible world, closing it in and removing any sense of what lay beyond immediate surroundings – softening edges and washing the color away until the rising sun lit the east. Suddenly the mist seemed to vibrate with glowing gold, shining with the energy of life and defining hints of the peaks on the horizon – bringing back the world beyond.
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Left brain, right brain, I can't decide. After many years of successful visual arts pursuits, I'm working on my other creative inclinations. For the past 8 years, writing has been my second full time job, and it's worth every sleepless night.
Sheri J. Kennedy grew up mostly a city-girl coasthopping from Seattle to rural Pennsylvania, Miami and back to Seattle. She currently resides on the banks of the Snoqualmie River in the scenic Cascade Mountains. Her heart has found its home.
A veil of grey covered the visible world, closing it in and removing any sense of what lay beyond immediate surroundings – softening edges and washing the color away until the rising sun lit the east. Suddenly the mist seemed to vibrate with glowing gold, shining with the energy of life and defining hints of the peaks on the horizon – bringing back the world beyond.
