“My feet are planted in the waist-high reeds
In the shadows in the shape of trees
Through the kingdom’s smoky leaves
You’d be laughing too if you could see
On the outskirts long and lean
Not baring gifts on a jet black steed
“For now we see as in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I am known.” -1…
I’m starting to enjoy the empty nest a little by eating at fancy schmancy places and going to concerts for other oldsters. Come along with me.
I think I should have more positive things to say about last year than just that my daughter got married and the wedding turned out beautiful. I’m sure that I…
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks. (365 Day…
One of the biggest thrills as a kid at the beach was to find a whole and perfect shell, especially at the Gulf Coast where we’d usually find shell bits. …
This is my progress so far on the Holla Knits Knit Along, which I am fighting the urge to make into a “Knit Ahead.” Though I like to work on…
