August 12 – 13, 2017 Don’t mind the tears, the ink is permanent; it won’t wash away. It will be real tomorrow, and the next day, then all too quickly become a tragic page in our nation’s history with the harsh lesson of lost life once again forgotten—till we hurt each other again. Whether it is a protestor or police…
August 6 – 7, 2017 It seems many authors are facing the challenges of a changing reader landscape. As a writer, I pen many ideas and thoughts because I hope to remember them myself. This is just a word of encouragement I shared with a friend, but it applies to any dream when it seems you are…
July 30 – July 31, 2017 This is the first step in our effort to reroute the rain water so that it feeds rather than destroys. I stood and listened as the water made its runoff across the stones before reaching one of the flower bed areas. The rain splashed my face with gentle taps and there was…
July 2-3, 3017 Recently, Superhero and I visited with a friend and the title of this post comes from that conversation. After a laugh at one of those sayings that just made sense, but that I had never heard, the conversation turned to other things. However, like most writers the words lingered, churned, and spread through my thoughts. The…
June 18-19, 2017 An amazing week with family and friends carried into successful work with project-N. So much so, that on the way home the slight rain and mist didn’t dampen my spirits—and when I reached the turn for home the sight of a double rainbow reflecting prisms of light through the mist connected with my…
June 11-12, 2017 A very close friend of mine recently gave a toast at a wedding. She asked me if I would post the toast in its complete form since she gave the abridged version at the wedding. The bride had two requests for the toast; one, that she not cry (which she knew she would), and number…