Oh how therapeutic laughter is! Can’t you feel it just looking at them? This is one of the favorite pictures I’ve ever snapped. I have no idea if it’s “any good” by photography standards, but it makes me happy every time I look at it.
I’m not on the recommended pace to write a poem each day this month to participate in National Poetry Month, but this one happened in about 30 seconds. There will never be another muse like my Dad. He was a remarkable, wonderful, loving, accepting, listening […]
A well-worn family cookbook, Great Tastes from the Texas Coast, provides my late Mom’s guidance for antipasto success.