Yearly Archives: 2015

It's 73 and sunny where I'm sitting today.There's been a cloud cover as of late - and so these last few days of pure blue heavens, warm dry temps, and…

There's some kind of a spark that flames when women gather together in common purpose.There's an igniting that occurs when like-minded ladies rally, and root, and forge.The ideas.The healing.The camaraderieThe…

I have three young blondes around this abode here.Two of them are boys who happily flank the girl situated in the middle.As the oldest grows and develops - I'm stunned…

I should be primping my face, and slathering on lotion, and pulling on pj's by now.All the lights should be low by this time, and my brain should be mellowing…

Song for Sienna makes me weep.It makes me want to grab pen and paper and fly off to a word world all alone to paint scenes and dote out life.It's…

It's hard to pick up shards of glass through streams of tears.Ask me how I know.Ask me how I know about the cloudy sheen that descends over eyeballs when a…

Fire or window.Warmth, or scenery with a draft..... that's the decision I'm trying to make this New Year's morning.I'm at the French cafe again. Glory to God.Getting a moments pause…