Too Much of A Good Thing
Is there such a thing? At almost 7:30 pm, sunlight; it did take some getting used to waking up an extra hour earlier to enjoy a little more play before supper. In an opaque tiny vile, an elixir for the … Continue reading
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Baby bear responds to a shelling of questions about her age, “free,” she says proudly. Sometimes she fires back impulsively before she even hears the question and throws off her interrogator. After her forty-five-minute class the instructor asked me if … Continue reading
When the Sun No Longer Shines
at least over here in our parts, we all loose something as a result.Passion. Yes, it’s hissing out of us like the steam spewing from rooftops. This deep, lingering stretch of winter has us resorting to making affogato at 7:30 … Continue reading
The Home Within Us
With the spirit of giving still lingering in the air and a year-to-date in this nest, I still awake to catch my breath every morning in praise of our abiding nest—last year’s Christmas present and even more cherishable each day.With … Continue reading
Sing With Me
In the twilight hours with no other sounds around, the sparkle of Christmas kindles in our hearts.I can’t help but wonder of some of the mystery that eludes us as time goes on. Remember the one from our childhood dreams … Continue reading
A Wabi-Sabi Welcome for Thirteen
Yes, a baker’s dozen we were, some drove hundreds of miles while others just a few to gather, giggle and gobble up all thirteen dishes made in our nest (except for the gelato.)I had no other choice but to embrace … Continue reading
“Ena,”
little bear requests with her woeful look and her index finger pointing up. She has it down alright. Her averted and sorrowful eyes, head tilted to one side and her usual cheery brim turned upside down to almost a pout. … Continue reading
Summer Leaves
Dine out while you still can before summer leaves with her light. We still prone to dine al fresco in our nest when possible (I always favor the outdoors, less cleaning.) While breakfast would be preposterous outdoors these early-to-rise school … Continue reading
Welcome to My Crib
Baby girl’s eyes are too big for her face and the world and I can’t wait for sleep to find her to kiss those shut black and long lashed eyelids. Every single night I pray and every single night I … Continue reading
Road Ends
or was it road closed that I read? It was staked at the edge of a cliff with the roaring sea below ready to engulf our scuffed and grazed Citroen rental. Really, yah think? Good thing we were looking far … Continue reading
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