Sun pours down like honey

Have to figure out how to put up the annoying captcha thing...being attacked by spam and accidentally wiped out some good stuff trying to cl...

There are, it seems, two muses: the Muse of Inspiration, who gives us inarticulate visions and desires, and the Muse of Realization, who...

Danse Macabre has been so lovely in publishing my fairy tale themed poetry. Here is Mousewine , one of my favorites. Enjoy! http://dmdu...

The problem with epiphanies is that they can't sustain you forever. They are as fragile and ephemeral as the words in Charlotte'...

A man's children and his garden both reflect the amount of weeding done during the growing season. -- Anonymous. To my husband who...

Very pleased to have a poem, To Complete the Spell, appearing on Danse Macabre. You can access it here: http://dmdujour.wordpress.com/201...

and dappled light in the woods and walkways.

A recent discovery of a great market, Rancho Grande, near my job packed with fruits and vegetables at extremely reasonable prices, as well...

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in t...

but had a swell one anyway. Not that he even wanted a pony, the newly minted 14 year old. Although I might. Hard to believe my youngest...

A long ago photo taken by the newspaper folks when she was painting at a SONO street festival. Happy Birthday to my creative, beautiful, ...

We never know the love of the parent until we become parents ourselves. -Henry Ward Beecher

Here are some proud Mamas and Papas hanging with their spring fresh young. My youngest is getting confirmed today, he looks quite the man...

Although I think it has now become more of a neighbor thing as they seem to really like the wooded area way back behind the house. There ...

They continued doggedly with their reading lessons, for in times of stress a good book is often all the comfort you can reasonably expect ...

An impromptu jaunt to Cold Spring Harbor, Long Island on Sunday. It felt very New England but that is the seaside effect, I think, the ...

Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground. - Rumi