Morning appointment with Mom. Tried to look at an electric car after we’d had some brunch but – sorry – we don’t have any. You could put a deposit on one and when it comes in, see if you like … Continue reading →
When the first drops fell •
everyone paused turning •
toward the window Continue reading →
I stepped outside to contribute the coffee grounds to the garden and it was much warmer outside than in. I came in, and even before making the new coffee, I opened my bedroom window to the spring. Such a relief to have fresh air in the house Continue reading →
Art to me, is seeing. I think you have got to use your eyes, as well as your emotion, and one without the other just doesn’t work. That’s my art.
— Andrew Wyeth
A yearly tradition of waiting for April and NaPoWriMo to begin. Happy writing everyone! Continue reading →
We are digging our graves with our teeth.
