**my apologies for a double post. My site crashed and had to be restored. Posting the entry from 5/28/16.
I set out on my lake walk. My intent to send gentle feathers to a dear friend…..
I had a true Winnie the Pooh moment today. Last week stood on one side of the lake and knew I had to trek around the whole lake. This morning I sat out on my quest. Could clearly see the lake and even cars on…..
Of all the images and whispers I could share from yesterday’s walk, this one will not relent. Let me just start by saying it’s tough to get older. Not old. Older.
Consider the following. Joyful parents post images of their little ones with spaghetti faces…..
“Whatever you run from becomes your shadow.”* Thwack. Biff. Have at you! Pretty much the impact of that simple statement.
The other night my eruption of laughter caused my bronchitis challenged lungs to explode into a major coughing episode. My…..
Mother’s Day. So many whisper’s tease my heart. With stubborn persistence one whisper prevailed. Which mother do I celebrate? The mother I knew growing up? Alternatively, do I celebrate the mother I’ve come to know since her death nineteen years ago? There are…..
A dear friend gifted a framed Celtic cross with the Irish saying “Your feet will take you where your heart is.” This morning, still battling two weeks of strep and acute bronchitis, I read the quote over and over. There it was. I put…..
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