Spring in one of the best wonders I know and I’ve got a few photos to prove it. Blossoms and acres of green keep finding me wherever I go: The spring fair: Dogs that bark at me from windows while I walk deep in the hilltop: Of course, the black cat who curls up on rainy… Read more

“You know all those paintings your mother makes and then throws out?” My sister and I nodded as my dad said this. We knew. “Well, I pulled a few out of the garbage and stuck them up in the attic. Remember to get them out of there when I die so she doesn’t toss them.” I understand why… Read more

Poetry Friday

Happy Numbers Three ladies. Hundreds of pictures. Irises in Ginny’s garden. Two turn out. And the three ladies, They rejoice.  … Read more

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