is there a map back to where we are going if that’s where we’re going – back. the familiar stream banks fidget day to day as cold early rains return the clouds to earth and remind the fields they aren’t … Continue reading →
Ginny and I had a chat this morning, before I fed them all and went out to paint. Morning Chat With Cat Don’t worry. I love you. It’s OK. Someday, we’ll both be old. But today is not that day.
Not sure this is it for today, but the suggestion was for a sonnet about sadness. Although I’ve found a few lines in the past few days of iambic pentameter it wasn’t happening for me today at lunch! And then … Continue reading →
Bear with me while I expound a mite. The suggestion from NaPoWriMo/FB was “Today’s Prompt: Write a poem inspired by your favorite painting or piece of art (feel free to post that image with your poem)” On the website, the … Continue reading →
I got up and out and went to vote. I was number 102. There was a little line for the balloting machine but that dissipated quickly. Once in the booth to mark my ballot I was surprised at the strength … Continue reading →
Unhappiness is in not knowing what we want and killing ourselves to get it.
