the season has changed from summer to fall, and for the last few days the air has acquiesced as even the sun seems to have gone on mini vacation for quite some time I have been dealing with chronic sinusitis…
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To go out and stand for a time looking up at the top of a tree in stillness taking this in to breathe deeply filling one’s lungs to full and holding it there then gracefully and with ease to let…
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(also known as that time I noticed a four leaf clover, right in front of me) So it comes I tell him, tomorrow time again to renew, review or renegotiate the terms of our agreement twenty-nine years in the making of us hey, you signed…
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I was talking the other day, with a friend of my son’s about the strange-ness of the times we are experiencing and just how it may be affecting many a life in different ways in this case young adults who felt they may have begun…
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Sometimes, it is enough you know on a bright morning mid-August to stand for a time just still ever so quietly looking up at the trees somewhat unknowingly in perfect peace and rhythm with each breath listen to the electric buzz of the grasshoppers occasional chirps from the crickets watch…
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I’m wondering just now, if I have forgotten to tell you how very much I admire your strength and always how much you are willing to give in your own gentle kind of way I wondered if I had said to you lately how much I…
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On days when I feel the pull to write but have not f̶o̶u̶n̶d̶ , strike that – made the time I find, I get little else accomplished my head feels a bit muddled with the words I have not properly divvied out a symphony of sorts not yet rendered thoughts floating through…
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We often have, my dear husband and I a difference of opinion in the garden and thank goodness really, as how boring would we be otherwise I have a great affection for the things that roam rather freely self-seed, grow up and through I happen to like things that…
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I spend the morning resisting the urge to ask him if he still loves me when I know he does, but just sometimes it’s still nice to hear it always I marvel at how someone chooses the everyday the day in and day out of things what makes You love Me I…
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Last night I knock a jar of ginger down off the shelf which then hits the dinner plate below breaking off an edge a brief moment of devastation and disappointment as someone who talks to herself a lot I am very conscious of harsh, defeating self-talk and it’s something…
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