“Are you watering weeds?” he asked The neighbor who’s yard is bare of much green. I smiled and answered, “yes, and the flowers.” He didn’t say anything, but walked away with a smirk. Flower’s roots and seeds wake from their winter sleep, slowly they stretch up toward the sky. They aren’t always apparent, unless you… Continue reading Watering Weeds
Freedom of religion is a right that should be forever enjoyed by all. It is the epitome of freedom, being able to choose. There is a line, however, which must not be crossed by anyone. It is a matter of morality. The line is this: no one has the right to impose their religion on… Continue reading How is This O.K.?
Nothing to bring back the lost innocence, or take away the pain from torments and humiliations demanded of the child so young. She smacked happiness away with both hands and all of her might, never realized what she did. She made promises and ran after dreams. Didn’t believe in her own beauty, though, the fellows… Continue reading She Couldn’t Find It
Earthshine colors the misty sky with a pink chiffon veil, as this part of the Earth turns toward the sun. The western mountains glow pink as the sun rises over the eastern peaks. The air comes alive with flyers, sparrows and jays, starlings and doves. Their chatters echo across the gully. Golden sunlight glistens on… Continue reading First Morning of May
Each time I look up, Orion swings his club a little further to the west in the night sky. Soon he will be off to his summer place, and not be up for us to see, until early morning. We will have to wake before the sun is up to see Orion rise in the… Continue reading Summer Is Coming
“Katherine” by Anya Seton, is a book I read every few years. It is a historical novel, which type of book is, for what ever reason, out of fashion. To me, historical fact makes this story more compelling. It actually happened. All of the characters can be “googled.” Anya Seton researched Katherine Swynford’s life for… Continue reading Katherine
A change in the angle of light through the windows, a new mood in the air, which is full of birds, other wings and flower petals. Songs, chirps, the buzz of bees, dog barks echo across the gully. The breeze rustles through leaves, and flags and any loose thing, the sounds of something new. Sweet… Continue reading She Stirs