From cats who cradle to cast iron to the wisdom of children and wildlife, I have a lot to be thankful for. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
I’d like to be on that porch at Little House in the Rockies, looking at that sunset, feeling the mountain air, shivering just a little.
For people like me, there’s a sense of loss from the abrupt ending of Anthony Bourdain’s huge contribution to the canons of travel, food and cultural understanding, and a reluctant but absolutely unavoidable comparison to our own unwelcome experiences with the savage, raw, rollercoaster aftermath of suicide.
This artist’s studio, a room preserved as it was at one time at the Museum of Montmartre in Paris, inspires me. I knew when I first saw it that I wanted a room like this. a room of her own (where the self can be […]
Like a woman who wears an inappropriate dress to a party but feels like a million bucks in it, I think I’ll just write haiku my way,
Hello world, friends, family and neighbors: I wish you peace, love, happiness, serenity, interesting hobbies, low blood pressure and job security. I’m not Catholic but I have a spiritual crush on St. Francis – how can you not love the patron saint of animals???!!! I ran […]
The author of the A Passers By blog says, “Give me a word and I will write a poem starting with that word.” So I did!
This heartfelt, ironic, wry and ultimately sweet poem is worth 3 minutes of your time. Click on the link below to hear it read aloud. Merry Christmas. E. B. White sends Christmas greetings to uncertified accountants, old men asleep in libraries, and people who think […]
This beautiful, gentle, tranquil and philosophical poem is rich with imagery, illustrative of the concept and value of mindfulness, and fills me with hope.
Reconstructing Grandpa in the museum of my heart – a poem in memory of an amazing man, Thomas Carlyle Holt.