Full Blown Romance.

Full Blown Romance.

This morning, with her, having coffee – Johnny Cash when asked for his description of paradise. All the work that matters is for moments like these found in the simplest of our twinkling flashes between beings. Take time to create … Continue reading

Noble Nightfall

Noble Nightfall

A striking cobalt swells and impregnates everything above the horizon just before the darkness. Anyone else notice this bit of an enhancer as of late? I am a fan of both the hues and the energy just before nightfall. It’s … Continue reading

Time to Play

Time to Play

It may be well to pause in this space, especially this season where the rays penetrate more directly without the fullness of summer-filled trees that swallow up the golden light. It’s an encouraging spot for adoration as I remind the … Continue reading

You Were Made to Stand Out

You Were Made to Stand Out

Spanning a half century of musings, the collections that stand the test of time are the ones that I have been derided for, for they are the ones that made me stand out not so much for the limelight but … Continue reading

Between the Bricks

Between the Bricks

…a more beautiful world. Flowers, yes always a good idea. These letters meant to read vertically make great use of space, it’s simple and effective and who isn’t delighted with a whiff of a floreated centerpiece to behold. I’m intrigued … Continue reading

Not So Macabre Afternoon

Not So Macabre Afternoon

Despite the enthusiasm for Halloween horror or kitsch by my youngest Halloween enthusiast, we kept our surfaces simple and bright. Our sugar pumpkins will most likely stick around for some time until I’m pressured to swarm the nest with Christmas … Continue reading

Sometimes

Sometimes

simple is not necessarily unadorned…sometimes it’s all you have left. In a realm where oaths like “do no harm,” or “to uphold, defend and serve” are impulsively dodged, I turn inward for a trace of softness, tenderness, adroitness, allowance and … Continue reading

Missing Mama

Missing Mama

I was accused of being in the water for three hours. I’ve been accused of worse things, but there’s no way I could have because my bladder signals me after about an hour and as much as I would have … Continue reading

Crimson Sky

Crimson Sky

Was headed for a late evening swim and the hint of crimson in the sky caught my eye. It’s hard to notice it when eyes are directed downwards. I sound like a broken record, “look up, phone off your body”…only … Continue reading