One life. Tandem journeys. God breathed.
Sunshine greeted me this morning. A rare treat in these past weeks of winter's gray. I made my way toward the window with the southern exposure. Mmmmmm. The sun shone warm and inviting. Refracting light through the small, clear glass vase on the sill. The vase that gently cupped a once dormant bulb. A hyacinth-to-be.... Continue Reading →
The park was quiet. Frigid air had begun to overtake the northern states. And the forecast was grim. I decided to get a walk in before the impending storm. Temperatures would be plummeting and I knew I wouldn't be venturing out for a few days. I had donned my hiking boots and woolen winter hat.... Continue Reading →
A beautiful summer afternoon. I'm watering the flowers by the lamp-post and I realize that the little red flag on my mailbox is down. The postman has already stopped for the day, exchanging my letters for magazines and mailings. Hidden among the parcels and newspaper I notice a crisp, white envelope. A pretty stamp. My... Continue Reading →
It's been a late spring, here. We had a great deal of rain at the front end of the season. Now, summer's sultry days are slowly creeping in. Just last evening, another rain storm. It has left the morning sky clear and the air heavy. The garden is flourishing! I can't remember the last time... Continue Reading →
I had a few minutes in the morning to call my Mom. It's been a long time since it seemed we really connected. This time our conversation felt different. We chatted about the weather, our plans for the week ahead. She asked about Emma and then said, "I don't know how you do it. It... Continue Reading →
Attraversiamo. Do you remember that beautiful, closing scene from the film "Eat, Pray, Love"? Finally abandoning fear. Relinquishing the what ifs. Resting peacefully in the now and embracing the unknown. Liz had found her word, and was ready to embrace it. Attraversiamo ~ an Italian word, meaning "Let's cross over". Standing in the sunset on that beautiful beach in Bali, she was... Continue Reading →
I have a favorite pair of mittens. They are woolen and oh, so warm! They were a gift from a friend some years back. You might see the small holes, and the little wooden beads ~ a few of them have popped off. It's no matter to me. They are still the best for... Continue Reading →
"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." ~ Marcel Proust 676 miles away. NYC ~ The Big Apple. She left on Monday morning. A regular trip to school, only this time instead of her backpack, she was sporting an adorable carry on and a rolling suitcase... Continue Reading →
My Sweet Louise 