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Skyward Revisited
Every year on my birthday—and other days, too—I revisit an event that has become a favorite memory. And as if there is magic afoot, when I recall those particular 4th of July fireworks, I'm instantly transported back to childhood.

Joie Lesin
6 days ago2 min read
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Blue Alchemist
The ocean's vastness and endless horizon pull me in. When I stand on shore and witness the briny blue kiss the sky, it fills me with...

Joie Lesin
Sep 27, 20242 min read
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Skyward
Skyward: Memories of childhood become faded things. Sometimes the details escape us. So, we fill them in with our imagination.

Joie Lesin
Jul 5, 20242 min read
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Wild Blue Magic
I have a new found love for writing poetry despite adamantly declaring, "I'm not a poet," for years.

Joie Lesin
Apr 2, 20242 min read
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The Memories We Keep
Memories, like ghosts, can haunt us.

Joie Lesin
Mar 7, 20242 min read
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The Morros
I love the ocean. I revel in the sound of the waves sweeping to shore. The sound sometimes loud enough to drown out all others.

Joie Lesin
Nov 26, 20232 min read
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A Study in Silence
Silence is a muteness, an absence of sound, a stillness, something or someone fading to oblivion—and secrecy.

Joie Lesin
Oct 22, 20231 min read
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Becoming Ghosts
Becoming Ghosts ~ Autumn is Joie Lesin's favorite season. Perhaps there is beauty in decay.

Joie Lesin
Sep 24, 20231 min read
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