We will be known forever by the tracks we leave. ~ American Indian Proverb This post is on death. Why have I chosen to talk of death? It’s just that over the last month, two people I’m close to have lost a parent. I observed that even though there was…
I have been noodling around. What is that? Noodle around: Informal. to play, experiment, or improvise. I’m supposed to be working on the topics I mentioned to you recently. You would think that I’d make a quick start especially after some of you very sweetly responded with your choices. But…
Last night I decided to contact the poet who wrote ‘Wildflowers’ which I featured in a post recently. I wrote to inform her that I had used her poem and thank her for the inspiration. Imagine my surprise when I woke up this morning to this wonderful response from Kitty Chappell.…