Every Monday my Mother opens her door to her grandchildren. Every Monday Uncle Phil brings a box of his home grown vegetables. My Mother in return, makes him cookies, saying as she has said a hundred million times before (and…

Reaching for life, Holding beauty within her hands, Exploring the wonder of discovery, Knowing with certainty that something is there, even when you cannot see it, Contentment with the treasure she holds. photos: My darling niece of her Baptismal day.…

                       What does your fortune say? Do you drink it readily or swirl your cup around? Do you take lumps of sugar, or need a spoon to lean on? Saw this teacup at…

                         Waking up, rubbing my eyes in disbelief, the seeds I had thrown in the air many moons ago, are taking root, blooming unexpectedly! Miracles happen in unusual ways. I see a…

                                         When she found her prince charming, she didn’t expect him to be as green, nor as short. The crown he wore attracted her; gold and shining…

                          The hands of a farmer and his wife, this morning, on the day they celebrate fifty years of married life. Together. Happily. As they have been and will be. Thank you…