The winter of 1949 had been harsh, starkly white, and unsafe for a little girl to go out. I stared out the dining room window at my big nake...

The rain is gone, fruit trees are budding and  throwing out their first blooms. Apricot, peach, plums. Yum. Can hardly wait. My hands itch...

I don't want to look. I know what they are doing out there. It hurts to know. But, this is the way life goes. Isn't it? There is n...

This is for a friend who loves the color orange.

A young woman I know is an Evironmental Minimalist . When I tried to give her some jeans I had that were her size she turned them down. She ...

A dear friend died recently and it hit me right between the eyes that my attitude about our customs surrounding death might be necessary. I ...

I remember the time I was driving X and his new steady girlfriend, K, home from high school. It had been a long monotonous ride. I got off t...

Just for the beauty of it.....

Forgotten candy in pocket slightly sticky with age. The coat? I haven't worn in months.   Car stalled, highway dark, waiting for t...

There are certain voices that, when you hear them, evoke a response deep in your psyche. They cannot be ignored. I had carelessly uploaded a...

If I were a book, I'd be sitting pretty on the bookstore shelf. As people walked by, I'd wish they would stop long enough to get a g...

Though I read to my daughter when she was a little girl, once she was in school and knew how to read on her own, I began a systematic method...

Awakening into today Does today have a label? A designation selecting it out from any other day? How does today, This day, Differ fro...

When we come into this world we act out as freely as we want to. As time goes by, we get messages from others that to freely express ourselv...

Raindrops running down the windowpane hurrying through pathways to the thirsty earth. Green lushness awaiting to grow. Little grubs an...