Hangers On
These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised me. Now, they’ve crept up past my bathroom windowsill and I see them every morning moving in the breeze. I was feeling a little sentimental about them.
These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised me. Now, they’ve crept up past my bathroom windowsill and I see them every morning moving in the breeze. I was feeling a little sentimental about them.
They never complain about having broccoli when it bolts and the florets become… florets! They look kind of neat in a big vase in the center of the table.
Speaking of wise men, is this a universal truth, or just a coincidence in my home and the one I was brought up in that every Christmas, the last wise man…
(365 Day 85 Photo) I love the surface of this concrete on the breezeway. It’s all mottled looking and cool on bare feet. I love it when I take a…
I’ve hijacked the kitchen table all week for making jewelry as Christmas gifts. Somehow we’ve been eating breakfast around this mess, passing the milk over boxes of hemp and wire….
He grew up in a poor family of 11 on what was literally the wrong side of the tracks- the country side. The country kids swam in the city’s reservoir…
I know, what a cheesy title. And you just thought blogs were the non-dairy way to say, “Dear Diary…” I run. It’s just something I have to do. (sole, 365…