I never meant to abandon my blog. The world got so loud between the pandemic… Read the postIt is a blustery day, come have coffee with me, a lot of coffee.
Wafting scents of thyme and rosemary fill the house, oranges rest in a cut class… Read the postThe Silence Between
The Tassel Spent. Like an old ragged dish cloth bleached and dried until the edges… Read the postThe Tassel
Weaving my arm through the shoulder strap of my camera bag, I hugged it close,… Read the postWaiting for Wild Horses
I did not hear the sudden massive crack as much as I felt its vibrations… Read the postCutting Down the Family Tree
I don’t sing at church. I have not uttered a note since Justin died. It… Read the postThe Divine Photo Shoot
Heat from your headstone soaked into my arms as I hugged it, as I had… Read the postThe Warmth of A Headstone
I am not a summer person, I am more of a fall through spring sort.… Read the postMidsummer Coffee and Pie
My heart flip flopped like a fish stranded on the sand. What made me think… Read the postNine Lives. The book, the reading, and who still lives under my desk.
