Had I been lucky enough to be raised in a home with a piano, I know I would have at least self taught myself to play a few little ditties, even though we could never afford lessons. But, of course,… Read more
General
August held
“August is that last flicker of fun and heat before everything fades and dies. The final moments of fun before the freeze.” Rasmenia Massoud, from You Don’t See Any of This I seldom share these little grids-of-9 and was inspired by… Read more
General
in the kitchen
Memories are made in the kitchen, likely more than any other room in the house. “Kitchen. Noun – A gathering place for friends and family. A place where memories are homemade and seasoned with love.” It’s where grandmothers teach the… Read more
A Story
tomorrow
It really shouldn’t come as a surprise that some of our friends or acquaintances suddenly die given the stage of life we find ourselves in. In recent weeks that tragic thing happened and I can’t get it out of my… Read more
A Story
Roy’s Story :: redux
Just shy of ten years ago on this website, I wrote about an encounter with a fellow named Roy. I still think about that encounter a decade later. Today I’m sharing that story once again. His hair – and he… Read more
A Story
we are story
“All that we are is story. From the moment we are born to the time we continue on our spirit journey, we are involved in the creation of the story of our time here. It is what we arrive with…. Read more
A Story, Print Your Photos
Photographs and memories
What good are photographs if we can’t hold them in our hands? Memories are a wonderful thing most times. Lately I’ve been remembering my maternal grandfather with a bit of regularity. How he would say my name, “Dianka.” How he… Read more
A Story
Wildcard Wednesday, 1
Once upon a time, my life revolved around horses. I spent time with them as if they were siblings, they were my companions, and each one taught me lessons in life. At ten, I was involved in a very serious… Read more
