This seat caught my eye because it was dedicated to someone who died young. Because it was situated away from the path we were walking on, I wondered if the young man had loved sitting and contemplating life. I immediately thought of parents, friends, and colleagues who come and sit in the swing and remember... Continue Reading →
I received a call on last Friday night about a death. I had not spoken to Sharon in over 30 years, and I assumed that I would be the last person she would want to tell of her brother's death. He was, as the Bible says, the husband of my youth. I was 19 years... Continue Reading →
Being prepared counts. Life is not left to good luck. Less anxiety. Wrote for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie.
When I saw these flowers up high over my head, I simply loved the beauty of them. All of the colors reminded me that, in nature, flowers of different colors work together to create beauty and a sense of peaceful coexistence. Oh, that humans would learn that we can do the same.
Jeff was disheveled after another night of drinking. Marlene looked at him in silent sorrow. She had tried to help him fight his demons, but her love was not enough. He looked up just as she walked out the door. Nursing a chronic hangover, Jeff winced as the door slammed. Written for the last 50... Continue Reading →
These flowers caught my eye because they reminded me of the brushes for washing baby bottle. Usually, I see these in red, so the yellow fascinated me. They were just beautiful against the backdrop of the blue sky in a small village on the Costa Blanca in Spain. Thank God for yellow! Simply Beautiful and... Continue Reading →
Not buying gifts for each other turned out to be weird. Waking up on Christmas day with no packages to open, no surprises, and no oohing and aahing over gifts made yesterday seem like somehow we had ended up on the moon. On Monday, I suggested going out and spending no more than $10 on... Continue Reading →
For Cee's Photography Flower of the Day Challenge, I snapped this photo in Quarteria, Spain near the apartment we were renting. I was loving the riot of colors. I would like to know the name of the flowers, if anyone can help. There was a festive feeling to the flowers, and I felt like dancing.... Continue Reading →
Oh, the beauty of those first moments when a child learns that they are courageous, after all! To see them climb high, and then slide down into their parents' arms is so special to witness. They are so proud of themselves! I hate to see night come, as their parents, some impatient for adult company,... Continue Reading →
As Douglas and I walked along the green-way, I saw the words seen in the photo above. It was not your normal graffiti. It made me stop and wonder what would freeing my mind actually entail? Indeed, is my mind closed in some areas, but open in other areas? As we walked along the pavement,... Continue Reading →
