a Hoya from Rumi

years ago now, Mom’s bestfriend gave me a Hoya from the one that hung in Grandma’s kitchen and at the base of the pot she wrote a Rumi quote however, Hoyas and I don’t see eye to eye and i killed it long ago other things have resided until last year and it was left […]


For The Love Of Fred

“Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me And tune his merry note, Unto the sweet bird’s throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither. Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.” ― William Shakespeare, As You Like It Trees are mystical, he said. I suppose this kind of stunned […]