Attacking Resolutions

I am a soft person, but I feel a need to attack my goals. 2023. Dare I say, “May the attack be with you?”

When I read…

When I read, at home in the woods…

I went fishing…

Up ahead lie my lake of ghosts and memories. “Papa,” I whispered into the lake’s breeze.

Begonias, Orchids, Geraniums

What a scary process is this “coming to terms!” I had never been in this state before, at least with some semblance of awareness and wisdom. (I pray, at least an ounce of wisdom and a pound of prayer).

Embracing a Quick Peck of Summer

Well, true to the change of seasons, I have stories of my own transitions to tell…from the lightest moments of shopping trips…

Little Things, Spring 2022.

I have learned of little things and of stopping. I am finite…

The Woodpecker.

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.”

2022 Begins with a Bill

January 26, 2022 https://www.congress.gov/bill/117th-congress/house-bill/4 As I drove, I had been entertaining my mind with designs of ear buds and headphones, wondering about styles and sound quality and ear health. You know, substantial thoughts like that.. Three miles away from my destination, I drove under the overpasses. A January midday, below zero but a sunny dayContinue reading “2022 Begins with a Bill”

“It’s Time“

My soul had felt it for weeks. “Don’t wait,” from weeks ago ripened into the phrase ‘It’s time”…