First, it’s time for me to face it: pre-surgery skin prep. It’s true, I must undergo a minor intrusion into the continuous surface of my epidermal (ugh… Read more “Straight Paths and More than an Idea”
Category: Loving
Rising
It’s because of the yeast, that rising that makes bread turn into bread. I do not eat much bread these days, but it’s a matter of discipline… Read more “Rising”
“There is no space . . .
between one movement and the next.” Those are the precise words I heard the announcer say from this room broadcast from 89.9 FM and received on the… Read more ““There is no space . . .”
Summer’s Spring
Grimm and Dire have no face; I see strength, kindness, grace. Beauty holds my hand today. Nothing further can I say . . . “Summer’s Spring” ©… Read more “Summer’s Spring”
All the Rest . . .
Sometimes, like this evening, life gets in the way of living. Most of the time these days, it is not so. There is just living and dying… Read more “All the Rest . . .”
Reality of the Day
Intertwined
One of a kind . . .
First, how is it that just as I finally sat down to write this evening (okay it’s night, not even evening, but I am sitting down) Elgar’s Rosemary came… Read more “One of a kind . . .”
All the Good Words
All of the good words came to mind today. Epic. Regal. Playful. Adventurous. Romantic. Practically sensual. The music today was complete with a bridal song, some moonlight, dancing,… Read more “All the Good Words”
Just a little while longer . . .
until my kitchen is organized. I hope. It’s all new here, so I haven’t settled into a rhythm yet, except in the mornings, when I hear the songbird,… Read more “Just a little while longer . . .”
