Just got the notion to give away some of the old backgrounds. All the ideas, creations and toying I’ve done over the last four years with this blog. Some of them I do love, but just don’t fit with my theme, or focus, or feel I want now. I can’t help but think about that small group of early followers from those first 30 days. … Continue reading Looking Back At The Beginning
§ Part Two § On foot, camera in hand, the landscape surrounded me. With gently rising pastures, broken only by hedgerows and ancient split rail fences. The only sound, the birds and the crunch of the gravel underfoot. Those days will be remembered as much for their dichotomy, as for the grief. Suppose, really, all four years with Tim were the best of times, and … Continue reading The Random Happiness Files ~/~ And Around And Around We Go
§ Part One § The year was 1989, and we had moved there from this dinky attic apartment downtown. This new place was spacious, backing onto the Thames, with generous size rooms, high ceilings, and neat architectural features. Oh, and it had a back deck. It was there we first brought the kittens home, and named them Gizmo and Shoe. It was there that my … Continue reading The Random Happiness Files ~/~ When The Walls Came Tumbling Down
“There is an internal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outlines all our lives. Those who are lucky enough to find it ease like water over a stone, onto its fluid contours, and are home. Some find it in the place of their birth; others may leave a seaside town, parched, and find themselves refreshed in the desert. There are those … Continue reading Of Landscape & Soul
So Mom, been thinking lately of a switcheroo within my living space. Rrrreallllyy pre-occupied lately with it. Currently, I have my floor plan laid out in a pathway through the furniture like a horseshoe. Great Grandma’s dresser, with its wavy old mirror, greets you at the small foyer I created with my wicker divider. In Feng Shui, they suggest always positioning mirrors across from the … Continue reading Those 9 Foot Ceilings And Me
Perhaps its age that does it, but lately I’ve had this snarky “remind me why I give a shite again?” voice that pops up every once in a while. Like the other night, out for dinner with the bunch. It was your youngest Granddaughters’ 12th birthday. I had been over at Crossroad Man’s, grabbing my sunglasses I’d left and a quick chat, as I knew … Continue reading How To Be Human
Once upon a time, in a land far away… there is a place called Grey. I can feel the sunshine on my arm, gazing out the truck window at the rolling and wild countryside, the smell of the earth, the crunching of the gravel underneath our tires as we made our way up the long drive, enchantment lay before me. I don’t recall how we … Continue reading Those Ghosts Of Grey
I can hear the sound of wet tires on pavement as the Village comes back to life. The Cardinals were up bright and early, heralding the dawn as they do these early spring mornings. It must have rained all night, but thankfully the thunder was brief, or else I would have had a furry companion last night. Irish hates storms. She sat with me last … Continue reading At Ground-level It All Makes Sense
not my first, not the last, but one of the best. Zaki, a boy on the magical way. Cupid nor Robin , Apollo, or Feng Meng know just the same way. A contest? I don’t enter contests. But I love and admire authors and I am compelled. So check out REVIS over on 33 Grams Of Blog. Continue reading Worlds Within Worlds Within Worlds
Irish is out on the stoop, eye’s half closed, in resting pose. Birds greet the morning light. And I? I sit here in this old wicker armchair of Tim’s, typing away. Typing if only because they say that to one day have any chance at all of attracting that whiff of inspiration, one must show up every day. So here I am. I sit hear … Continue reading Chick-a-dee-dee-dee & A Rat-Ta-Tat-Tat
Waiting for my ride @5:45 AM in The Village Moonlight – Electric Cello (Inspired by Beethoven) – ThePianoGuys posted in response to the Weekly Photo Challenge | half-light Continue reading A Sonata For Moonlight
Suppose I’m as guilty as anyone, but still. Reading the LFP this morning and came across this; DEAR AMY: My husband was diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer last fall. He has been on chemotherapy, but two regimens have ceased to contain it and the overall prognosis is not good. At the most, it is unlikely he will survive more than a year from diagnosis. … Continue reading Dear Amy, How Do I Tell Them To Stop?
SEPT. 16/73 – Lost another tooth this week. Lower right next to front one. Seems strange…just as Lexi gets a tooth Paula loses one. She really is enjoying school. Walks every morning & walks home every night. She is learning to read and is delighted with it. I have her read when she comes home & she is really getting along fine. Certainly is a … Continue reading Wednesday’s Child Is Full Of Woe
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