Monday Mourning (haiku edition)
missing it, him, them gone from sight, no gratitude no record, erased gazing shifts up now summer’s gentle loving call “come and play again”
missing it, him, them gone from sight, no gratitude no record, erased gazing shifts up now summer’s gentle loving call “come and play again”
Today’s RevGalBlogPals Friday Five invitation: Please name five things you like about where you are living now… and as your bonus – 1 thing you don’t like. The view from my deck 1. The view from my deck. It looks out over a river valley and up a modest mountain in the distance. Along the…
The ice tray of my childhood My last house was a parsonage, so it came with appliances we didn’t choose. The refrigerator/freezer was a massive side-by-side model in stainless steel with a door dispenser that could be instantly tapped for cold water and ice in your choice of crushed or cubes. Getting a glass of…
My baby (Amy) and her baby (Daniel)