Flowers and more

A thought from the veranda. Have you ever stopped at a stoplight, looked over at the car next to you, wondering: who are they, do they live...

Right at this moment I wish I had Gordon’s or Mark’s talent for words – how do I tell you about the jumble of feelings, sadness, anger, guil...

An inch of common ground For the past week I have been DEEP into blogging. I now have 9 ‘followers’ and I have visited each of their blogs...

Times goes by; most days, weeks, months pass without any markers, nothing that will help us remember later when things happen. So as an ...