February 9, 2022 This little woodpecker had rammed my living room window. The sound of its impact had startled my sleeping nine year old setter. For the first few seconds it had lain still. Just as I moved to bring it inside, it propped its head by leveraging its beak against the deck’s storage box.Continue reading “The Woodpecker.”
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My soul had felt it for weeks. “Don’t wait,” from weeks ago ripened into the phrase ‘It’s time”…
The last of 2021.
Happy New Year!
Not to wait.
I stuffed a change of top and fresh underwear into a plastic shopping bag, dressed into my new surfing-style swimsuit then went to the pool. No, I wasn’t going to look for my gym bag. And no, I wasn’t waiting for the new year…
Wishing you a very merry Christmas! Love, Stephanie
Geraniums in December
A Day of Newspapers and Klimt.
I’m hardly ever sick, but one day this past week I received a touch of a reminder..At work, my stomach churned and my head began to swim..
Thirty Days Hath September.
People would ask me…advice? “Oh please, goodness, just do it! Go for it! Give in to what you love to do!”
There is wisdom in the advice to “wear the dress”…