Twenty Years
Twenty years. That is all I can say, that is all I can think. Twenty years. That is a long time …
Twenty years. That is all I can say, that is all I can think. Twenty years. That is a long time …
Moving ever so gently in the breeze Inky pods pointing at jaunty angles Launching snowy puffs toward the sky Kin to …
I might never leave home again. Seriously, three weeks into our return – after being displaced by a horrific …
Here we are again celebrating a birthday for a little girl who never even saw her first year—only 6 precious …
I love to cook, try out new recipes, but still fall back on the tried and trusted recipes saved from generations ago. …
On a gray day when I saw no blue in the sky, I saw this reflection of pieces of blue …
At several summer workshops this year, I have given a word prompt: “buoyancy,” and with it a poem of the …
Some observations and reflections from a summer day’s walk: Each day as I try to walk farther along on this path, I …
[The back porch is what I loved about the house on first visit. In the few weeks we were living …
Once more I have been thinking of ponds, lilies and dazzle. Or maybe more specifically, water and blooms and light. At …
My niece sent this information to me the other day. I thought I would share this with you: Mana is …
Ansel Adams taught us to appreciate the artistry of photography and showed us how to write with light. Our Farther Along writing …
I came across this writing on another blog that I thought would be interesting to share. I hope you enjoy …
I recently read an article about superstitions going out of style in this modern era. Horrors! What would the world …
Summer days roll in like a homemade crust folded back over a fresh berry pie Ocean waves surge towards the …
Today I was taking a nap and heard the doorbell ring. As I opened the door, a white car pulled …
My husband, Blaine, and I take turns speaking at our oldest son Wes’s high school every third Friday in May …
Most of my close friends know the story of Andy and the ‘old couple’ who allowed him to play golf …
The above word and its definition was a prompt from today’s hospital writing workshop. I thought of our last retreat, when …
The prompt “The visible and the in-” by Marge Piercy makes me think of the notes I wrote in January in …