A quiet snowy day. We didn’t get the four to seven inches but there was slushing and there higher hills that were still white this afternoon. NaPoWriMo challenged us to “write an ode to life’s small pleasures” but there are … Continue reading →
A weird Thursday, woke to snow (and an open window since I totally missed that forecast). Bright and sunny and cold but with wild wind and changing sky. Worms are settling in. Internet finally returns after twenty-four plus hours… it’s … Continue reading →
Busy day doing not much of anything and I’m trying to work with the NaPoWriMo prompt and now I’ve forgotten what it was really all about… You’ve taken that quiz: what x number of people living or dead would you … Continue reading →
The mail brought a postcard and the NaPoWriMo prompt brought a link to a lovely archived version of Kate Greenaway’s Language of Flowers. Lovely indeed and a welcome diversion on this cold April morning. I looked up the meaning of … Continue reading →
Rainy and sunny. Another spring in New England Day. Daffodils and cold. Like many, I’m having to work at the big question: what day is it? Outside, it’s raining and so I go, so my whole face is wet. My … Continue reading →
People see themselves as the center of the universe and judge everything as it relates to them.
