gifts

I read an article recently about Van Gogh. The article talked about how two years before his death he was…

I rarely share what I write in my handwritten journal. From time to time I may share bits, but never…

Hummingbirds flit around the feeders. Chasing one another, especially the red chested one (the male perhaps), away from the sweet…

The moon casts shadows across my yard. A planet hangs brightly in the eastern sky. I forget which one. Settled…

Morning routines are finished. As my boys leave for school and work the quiet returns if my plans allow. Calm…