The fog more than a mist shrouds the tree lined border of our yard The birds not visible are in conversation somewhere nearby Otherwise I am left alone this morning It will rain soon. You always loved the rain, windows open at night to catch the lightening’s flash and the thunders crash You slept well toContinue reading “Solitary Musings on a Foggy Morn”
I am beginning a new journey and I am grateful for the vast, crazy, painful set of experiences we had because I have become sensitized, aware, more conscious of how precious time and being present for each moment of it can be. At some point in the not-too-distant future I will no longer be ableContinue reading “Navigating a rock strewn icy trail with crutches (a note to Norma)”
I write this note of gratitude from the eye of the storm.
With hair as white as fresh snow in the sunshine a woman of a certain age sits patiently upon a bench and daydreams of the years gone by. She sees her dear brother Julius one branch lower on the tree they loved to climb and her handsome friend Willi looks up at her from the ground below. ThatContinue reading “Kathy”