The air is getting crisp, leaves are starting to turn yellow, red, orange and brown. In the mornings and evenings,…
change – a series in three parts
change 1/3 “Well, yes, right this moment I would describe myself that way. But you know, come tomorrow, something or…
a poem: our beach maison
those past dreams of orange leaves blowing in the wind they bring back childhood memories when nothing had a beginning…
sunset notions
Every time I watch the sunset, I think to myself “what a beautiful finish” – in what a beautiful way…
recipe: healthy chocolate chip banana buttermilk muffins
Dear lovely readers, long time no peep. But I am here now and to make up for the lack of…
a poem: half moon
The sun and the moon alternately share the stage Each one of them holding space Leaving room for one another…
a poem: feel me
Ya feel me?, they say Well, usually no one feels ya, my friend. Occasionally, they might feel ya. They might…
a poem: the safe side
I could have let it go Could’ve accepted it to be a… periodic fling? I could have been open Could’ve…
a poem: The way you look tonight
Tonight, I see you in all your glory I see your helping hand Your gentle touch Tonight, I see you…
a poem: sailing back
I pack my bags I put on my coat I close the door behind me There is no thing left…
