typing recipes • and remembering the folks • who gave them to me Continue reading →
I got up and found it had snowed. Seriously snowed. Snowplow had come through more than once kinda snowed and it was still snowing. Yup Third winter. The squirt had slept with me but everyone was up and roaming around … Continue reading →
surrounded by scent • full of childhood memories • easter corsages Continue reading →
A tiny kitten • birdie bones, extra toesies, • wide-eyed to the world Continue reading →
It is tiring • and I wonder if this is • how it felt for Eve • as the door closed Continue reading →
The task of art is enormous… Art should cause violence to be set aside. And it is only art that can accomplish this.
