A few doorways in Paris. above photo via Yann.

Summer lingers longing to stay like children on the beach who run and play and do not want the day to end. Autumn beckons, with a gust of wind, calling of clouds, a collective coolness in the morning and far…

  Nearly, eight years ago Justin a good friend and "like a brother to my brothers" died in a tragic motorcycle accident. Today on Justin's mother's FB page she posted this article and I wanted to share it with you:…

  Come sit down cozy up in my arms let me tell you a story and weave dreams around us. I am certain that if this chair could talk it would  take days of listening to hear the depths of…

  Some of you have been following my blog since the beginning, thirteen years ago and those of you who have left comments during that time and still now I feel I know you and there is an undeniable relationship…