Morning Breeze
The morning breeze wanders in through an open window, and moves softly across the room. It brings a small chill …
The morning breeze wanders in through an open window, and moves softly across the room. It brings a small chill …
It is the day after Christmas. Rebecca, Alex and Eli left this morning to go back to Vancouver and a Boxing Day …
This is a geocache. Geocache GC1GT8T, to be precise. The official Geocaching web site at (www.geocaching.com) describes geocaching as “the …
Today I happened to hear Josh Groban’s rendering of “O Holy Night”. He knows how to sing that song. The …
I am about half way through my novel-in-progress, The Eye of Krasis, and have gotten bogged down in the dreaded …
Trueda and I spent the day with our daughter Rebecca, our son-in-law Alex, and our grandson Eli. Eli is delightfully …
Trueda and I have been thinking a lot lately about where we want to live when we are no longer …
The clock on my nightstand claims it is 3:27 a.m. The last time I looked, it was 3:22. Before that it …
Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī — a 13th century Sufi mystic, religious scholar, and poet — once said: Yesterday I was …
Five thirty on a Thursday morning. Yesterday is already fast receding into the fog of imperfect memory, its choices and …