Who Cares if Niagara Falls When We are Side by Side?
Seagulls recall a jazz standard, Side by Side, and the Glovers of Glover Gardens had an anniversary.
Just Connect, Just Love, Just Accept, Just Listen
Sometimes, people die because they feel “less than”; they die because they think they’re alone. They think they’re the only ones crying in the night, because they’re crying alone and don’t feel safe enough to talk about it. We. Have. To Talk. About. It.
The 100 Club has a New Member: Happy Birthday, Grandma!
“Silence”, A Guest Blogger’s Homage to His Grandmother
Glover Gardens’ first guest blogger shares memories of his grandmother with a beautiful translation of Still by Jupiter Jones.
The Best Contagion: Laughter
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.
Gumbo: It’s a Family Affair
A 7th grade essay sums up how gumbo got started for us: “My family has a 35-year history with gumbo.” Part 2 of a series.
Giant Pork Dish and Spaetzle Made with Love by the German Cousins
A giant pork chop with homemade spaetzle served on vintage Corelle dishes proves once again that Food is Love.
2019 Foot Surgery, Round Deux
Another foot surgery, more musing, and some great meals provided by the Grill-Meister.
For Dad…National Poetry Month
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 […]
Heart-Theater, an Elegy
An elegy for three, from the one remaining. They live in my heart-theater, their voices all trumpets and whispers and hugs.
Antipasto Advice from Mom and Great Tastes from the Texas Coast
A well-worn family cookbook, Great Tastes from the Texas Coast, provides my late Mom’s guidance for antipasto success.
Dad’s Pictures: Happy Birthday to Me
Labor Day: Cherries and Empathy at the Beach
Labor Day weekend of 2000 was the last time I saw my Mom; we shared cherries and empathy at the beach house on the Bolivar Peninsula.
Death is Life-Affirming: Hibiscus Haiku
A gift of a live and blooming hibiscus, with a heartfelt haiku to celebrate Dad’s life.
Now You Know: a Poem for My Brother
Today would have been my brother’s 49th birthday.
This is a quiet little poem for him.
Celebrating Ruth’s 95 Years
There was a large gathering for my grandmother’s 90th birthday five years ago, and I wrote a poem at that time to celebrate her life. A smaller group of us joined her this year for her 95th, and we read the poem once again. Here […]