A light in my darkness cried, fearfully I listened. Staring at the inner voice… I begged it to change and leave me alone- yet haunt me it did calling me a coward shaming me to my own face reminding me:…

  Amongst the flowers that fade there is a spirit that does not grow pale, reborn season after season, life after life, coming again and again, tangible and fragrant. Reminding us that life is more than the few petals and…

                         A green bucket of zinnias from my Mother’s garden sat on the yellow kitchen table this summer. Memories filled my mind, and no words seem to come forth…yet a strong colorful…

                             My next door neighbor’s door is painted in boeuf rouge and ocre jaune. The forged iron door handle and lock have been worn smooth as silk, a door that has…

The French love food! Right down to their pieds. They do it right, it is a ritual, in perfect timing with the church bells. From the white linen, to the perfect baguette… Their fork and knife dance around the plate,…

                         While sitting on the balusters her thoughts had unfolded before her. Word by word, sentence by sentence, a never ending stream. As if she were the ink on the letter she…