Table Companions
Be so confident in knowing what you bring to the table that you’re willing to eat alone until you find the right table. I’ve been paying homage to this tribute upon untried times and only wish I mustered up the … Continue reading
Be so confident in knowing what you bring to the table that you’re willing to eat alone until you find the right table. I’ve been paying homage to this tribute upon untried times and only wish I mustered up the … Continue reading
These crimson drops, a momento of yet another transitional flash in this life cycle, have speckled this verdant swath like the first hearten strokes on canvas. The Maker already knows the final image, but His beloved children wait to see … Continue reading
I am coming home.” I have written at length about my nest previously, particularly her name, Red. Search Red on my site and you will see how she’s more than a domicile, more like a companion who’s got my back. … Continue reading
A certain someone has fallen into a creative purpose of crafting potions that enhance the cleanliness of the nest while simultaneously perking up our humdrum spirit as the zingy scent lingers in the air. Recently, a new purpose has manifested … Continue reading
Have I told you about my summer home? I’m dreaming of it and it looks something like this. Minimalist living is a given when in a straw-hat most of the day. Shoes not permitted and certainly no clutter. Not that … Continue reading
Sultry and sticky weather hit today and this door no longer remains ajar. A little disruption at times isn’t a bad thing, but how I appreciate a refreshing pre-summer breeze drifting through the nest reminding to me to step out … Continue reading
Suddenly out of nowhere, flurries came down in the early hours of the day and sputtered through a stretch of sunshine by the end of the day. Thankfully none of it stuck, but it did turn us into lightweights. A … Continue reading
The best April Fools trick by far for the day…thank you DARPA for making my kiddos day. My suggestions for them to get out there was always “it’s too cold.” 70 degrees of two consecutive days, 30 degrees the following…it’s … Continue reading
when rain falls hard on empty streets but it’s satisfactory because the florists are all closed and there are no more parties to go. In times like these, baby bear is thrown into relief by choosing the same terry cloth … Continue reading
If only we could stop the month of August and let it linger on a bit longer. Its light, like steeping tea seeps into the western part of the nest. Dusk…that magical light, in this eve of August night, nimbly … Continue reading
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