When I needed a photograph, I had to hand the process to someone else.
When the pandemic hit, I was suddenly in the perfect work place. I was working hard, writing the heck of things, finishing a whole book.
My heart, after decades of comings and leavings, is a brilliant web of gold.
Maybe we would have shared words. Wine. Wisdom. Winter is standing by.
2020: Valentine’s Day was approaching, fast on the jingly heels of Christmas. Cardboard hearts of lackluster chocolates replacing candy canes and Hershey stocking stuffers. My holidays were dampened by the […]
If I could rewire the world, I would. It’s been a wild Spring to Summer and heading into Fall. I do know that nothing lasts (as in bad things) — […]