   I have just spent a very nice three days with gals I love, tripping through wineries around Sandusky, Ohio. This is the 18th year of our annual excursion which has definitely evolved over time. This year I have determined that true friendship is like a fine wine. But before I go on, let …
River Of Memories
   Memories are like rivers, sometimes rushing by us and sometimes still, reflective pools. They remind us of yesterday’s joy, moments we took for granted like the daily rising of the sun. Times that have filled our hearts with pure pleasure and made us giddy. Every day we have reminders of this carefree past- …
Into The Mystic
     Into The Mystic...my thoughts travel when it is late at night and the sun slumbers. After the world around me quiets and my day is done.  It is this time when I love to explore the mysteries of life and I sink my thoughts deep into the waters of wondering.  I …
A Work In Progress
   Like most things in life, I am a work in progress. I am striving to evolve into a better person. It is hard work and a daily trial. My nemesis is my patience or therefore lack of. Yep, it is there staring me in the face every time I can’t recall where I …
Going Off The Beaten Path
   I think it is good in life to sometimes wander off that familiar road. You know, simply take control of the wheel and make a conscious turn off your well worn path. There may be bumps in this new, unfamiliar world. But at least you won’t be stuck in the rut you created …
Rainy Day Memories With My Father
  I heard the thunder rolling in today and along with it came memories of my childhood. Wonderful memories of sitting on my parents’ covered front porch watching the skies with my father. It was a ritual of ours. Sitting out there daring the rain to blow upon us, knowing it rarely did so. …
Sounds of Silence
   As I sit here surrounded by a shroud of silence, I come to relish it. There is something to love in the quiet peace at the end of the day. Looking out into the dark pool of night in the countryside. I have found that there are so many sounds of silence. I …
My Blue Sky
   Dear science I respect you greatly, testing your theories and determined to find out the truths in life. But I have one simple request.. One secret that I must hold distant from my mind. One denial that I must forever keep. So I ask you...    Don’t tell me the sky isn’t …
The Journey of Life
   The joy in the journey is a reflection of the trip you take. It is the rocky road, the stormy winds and the sunshine in your face. How boring would the trip be if the scenery did not change. If you try to seek some joy in the everyday then you will find …
Yesterday
   My yesterday memories include bike riding with my friends. I had a beautiful blue-green bike with a white wicker basket. My bike became my pony as we galloped around the neighborhood. Not long ago I bought a new bike. I do not gallop anymore...and I have noticed hills have sprung up everywhere. From …
My whispers in the wind - Charlsey Jane 