A few weeks ago an American flag folded tightly into the shape of tri-angle was handed to my mother in honor of my father at his grave-site. Later we were told that if we donated his flag to the American Legion, it would fly on Memorial…

                                  Photo: A piece of French 18th century toile du Jouy. One angel welcoming another.

Standing seemingly alone- the warmth of the sun crowns my head, the earth a pedestal for my feet, and the stars shine unseen in the light of day…       A bird calls, the ice cream truck sings, as a dog runs…

                                           Dare to Dream. Find a link about dandelions and add it to the comments, then make a wish in silence. If you cannot find a link that is okay, just add your wish. Remember the wishes…

Reflections, one after another. Connecting one moment of time to the present. A song comes on the radio and the words transform here to then- I am a little girl out in my dad's barn and suddenly I see him standing…

                                  Typepad changed their format today, and the minor glitches are causing me to think out loud. You know how it is when your are use to doing something one way, the groove feels comfortable, and you can go through the…