Stories of this life gone astray
The events of life that shape us and the world.
Come on. You know this!
All of these people were breathing — without masks on.
“Oh, come on, now, don’t be like that. A penny for your thoughts.”
Have you ever found your life imitating art?
Mountain cedar pollen is back in our neck of the woods.
I made Aunt Frankie’s Cherry Pie on Sunday. I think I was supposed to make that at Christmas, just like the banana nut loaves. Oh well, better late than never.
Whatever may come, I’m going to start in a grateful state of mind and stay there as long as I can. I hope you join me.
Sometime between the hours of 6 and 8 PM is barking time.