Wonder why it annoyed me so that particular day

It usually doesn't.

But,  enduring that feel,

Left to recoil with shame, in disdain's way

Clearly seeing the obvious  lack.

Quickly giving... and then wanting it back,

Embarrassed by the initial need.

Being true to word and creed

Is righ… Read full post »

Alone on Whiskey Row 

 Sometimes I see her in the uptown crowd,

Staring at drunk men who are talking  loud,

Leaning against brick walls by saloon doors

As  rust-colored whiskey from their bottle pours.

Sometimes I see that lady, with ashen face.

She checks out the shape of every… Read full post »

Nearly asleep, with the splish of wet on windshield

Moving droplets attest to the lone in lonely.

And as fast as grass and trees and buildings go by

That smear, rain reflecting  reds and yellows

In appearing and disappearing headlights.

Wipers keep… Read full post »

 Woman, satin smooth skin

See her hesitant glace- at you

You, the spark that is all of joy

Given over years in time and need..

Woman, satin smooth skin

Anxiously ever reaching- for you

Feeling the roughness of your hand

Knowing she- is all you need.

Woman, satin smooth… Read full post »

I have always been fascinated with shiny things, so broken glass has been my friend for some time. I saw something in a gift store recently for a lot of money, and I said to myself, "I can make that." And I did.

 

Birch stands so simple, so black and white, with patches of black pattern here and there.

 And in the evening, that white  glares out, almost like a light source.

These lines and blotches and dots, stuck beside other tree forms, here and there.

 I lik… Read full post »

 (My Mother's handwritten account of  the Pearl Harbor attack continued..) 

Everybody here in Schofield (was) helping by being cheerful during the lulls.  Lee and a few other boys played football during these period, it seemed like an ordinary day.

 A small tablet was found, at the back of my Mother’s jewelry box. It was a pencil, hand written account  of the  infamous attack on the United States, at Pearl Harbor. It was written by my Mother, at fifteen years of age, who was… Read full post »

I haven't written in awhile, seems when I do, I go off on a tangent of some sort, or it sounds way too much like I am boasting about grandkids, and the like. Hope I don't come across like that.

What I have been doing this summer is what I do every… Read full post »

Bear in catnip..notice the slitted eyes!!

Radishes, never buy on sale seeds!

Larskspur from seed..so pretty!

Stargazers

Stargazers and white yarrow

Asparagus, 2yr old plant, only had… Read full post »

Matt and his sons, Nicolas & Noah

Misti, Mom and Aiden

Steve, Grandpa, and Shelby

Noah

Nicolas skipping rocks

Me, Grandma giving Aiden tiny piece of birthday cupcake!

%IMAGE… Read full post »

I sat at my kitchen table this morning

Looking out to the garden

Just passed that yellow finch

That was desperately scratching

At his rain drenched seeds,

They had dried in the morning wind.

Fresh coffee comes waifing to my space

And suddenly, as in a blink, I was taken back… Read full post »

It comes at night 

 Angel whispers

No need to worry

Loved ones are safe

Mighty wings carry them

Wide-eyed in their watch.

Angel whispers

You need to rest

You've done what you can

Leave them to me

We angels were sent

Trust....

Angel whispers

   … Read full post »

My Father was never at loss for words, he had an opinion about everything and wasn't shy about telling everyone. I have often wondered if me and my brother's gift of gab, came from him, you know, like in our blood, or something. Maybe we were quite vocal, because… Read full post »

 Planted 6 hanging baskets

 Tomatoe garden

 Strawberry garden

A surprise in backyard bush

I could have bored you with all the baby plants, that I took from seed to plant, but instead I will tell you about it. I always have tons of… Read full post »

There comes a time

When all  seems lost

Where misunderstands are taken as truth.

A time when closeness assumed, lies so distant

That the horizon of it, disappears.

There comes a time

When you must stop

Let go of what's in your head.

Run-- to cherish and hold to… Read full post »

Trodden down path leads to porcelain, silica sand,

Pearly alabaster warming, in the tickling of toes.

Stretching out on that board, in full repose,

Glistening form, lay half  bare to solar shine.

Heat felt, hands down in cold wa… Read full post »

This is written on my recollections of living in a farming community as a teen and in college. Recently, I drove back to South Dakota, and was surprised at how farms seemed to have disappeared over the years. 

  THEN 

 From evening's end, cold, crisp and wet of de… Read full post »

  Please be respectful, I do not want to argue religion here, I am just stating a few thoughts. I would appreciate that. Thanks.

I was talking with my husband and  I was telling him I can not make fun of someone that believes differently from me.… Read full post »

Dumb is going to be the death of us all, and if not that then turning a blind eye at all that bugs us is even dumber. What will we fall into, or believe  in this crazy world anyway? 

I wasn't going to write today, as I have a ton of things to… Read full post »

The Hawaii story was crazy so I will tell it to you in bits and pieces. My Father asked me go to Hawaii with him, this is about  part of our trip. Dad decided we were going to take surfing lessons.  We fastened out… Read full post »

 I woke to some commotion going on, I could hear low voices, one I didn't recognize. Then I heard a noise I never heard before, sounded like muffled crying. I looked down the hall into my parents bedroom, then out by the porch and saw a few people walking away. I… Read full post »

UNREAL 

Sipping exotic tea from fine bone china teacup

Daintily lifting this to lips, pinky finger held high

Design of platinum trim and floral shining back at me,

Under over-sized, broad-rimmed, lace and flower trimmed hat,

Curls peeking out from freshl… Read full post »