Laying on the beach, comfortable and free, Smokes, cold beer, sand, a book, and the sun . The guy seemed like he had no real troubles, As if all of his responsibilities had been done. He was enjoying his life to the fullest, and I envied him his ability to let go and just live.... Continue Reading →
Photo by Ektulila@pexels.com Ashley's father had sent her to find his pipe in the den. As she looked everywhere for the pipe, she found a set of scrolls in boxes. When she pulled one out, she saw maps of some kind, with destinations that she had never seen on any atlas or globe. Taking them... Continue Reading →
My surgery for the defibrillator was put off for a week, meaning that we will leave on our trip three days after I have outpatient surgery. But, no problem, it's not like we will be traveling by covered wagon, and I will not have a large incision, so I should be good, but prayers are... Continue Reading →
The Friend Whisperer The story is about my husband, Douglas. The most extraordinary aspect of Douglas is his ability to make friends wherever we go. He never meets a stranger, in that everyone he encounters is fascinating to him, and he cannot wait to hear their stories. I call him the "Friend Whisperer!" In Quarteria,... Continue Reading →
Looking through the window at the view before me, I know that I am no longer languishing at home. Instead, I traveled long distances to experience Places that I hoped to see before the years are gone. The tower I see took so many years to build, and The creators didn't know that it was... Continue Reading →
Lately, everything I write are from prompts. Even when I think that I will take a day off from the prompts, I find myself up at nearly midnight in a panic that I am going to miss writing on the words or photos of the day. I remember when I did not even know about... Continue Reading →
Caroline looked out of the window of the old farmhouse. She lived so far away from her nearest neighbors that she always felt such an emptiness in her heart and in her life. The loneliness of seeming to be the only person in the world robbed her of the joy of looking at the beauty... Continue Reading →
Douglas and I travel economy, which generally means coach. Being less than five feet tall, and getting shorter by the day, I can fit into most airline seats with no problem. But, one aspect of travel that I relished having was my carry-on bag, filled with bundles of word puzzle books, my Kindle, my IPad,... Continue Reading →
I saw this window with an unexpected statue of what I think is a saint that watches over the ships and boats in Quarteria, Portugal. It was at the end of a long pier at the harbor. We were there to watch fishing boats come and go. I guess when you spend a lot of... Continue Reading →
I came out of the store with both arms full, and because the trip had been uneventful, I was not expecting trouble. I had come to Madrid alone, my first time traveling solo. I just wanted to come to Spain, see the museums and other places, and then go home. I started down the street,... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 