Dear Maggie, I wish to thank you for your undying,extreme patience. Such a virtue that not many possess, including me. But you, you are something special. Your guidance is unending and your calm demeanor astounds me. There are times when we seem in such a state of panic, the anxiety rises as the road …
A Brief Moment
          Did you hear it go? The briefest of moments has past – now mingled in with yesterday. It slipped beyond possibility and hope and lies within memories and undone business. I never hear it leave yet I know when it is missed. Like the sunset, when I briefly turn away…gone.     So once again …
Pesky Dandelions
    My life is filled with dreams, desires and dandelions. Those pesky little sprouting weeds of thought. As hopes and plans germinate lists in my head...some find their way to pen and paper- others are left unattended. The neglected ones multiply daily thus the dandelions quickly and effortlessly emerge.     Like many planners, I tend …
I Take You For Granted
Some days I ask so much of you. I fear you may revolt against me. Yet the way you hold me together amazes me. I know it is difficult and sometimes you do so very reluctantly. I  cause you a lot of stress sometimes. I know this… I am sorry. But you rarely fuss long …
The Chicken Round-up
The chicken round-up…a competitive, down and dirty, sweaty sport played on our farm. Those ladies know how to stagger and dash quicker than an NBA point guard headed down the arena floor. Recently I agreed to participate in a little early morning one-on-one with one of the fab four as she had made her way …
Yellow Green And Black
    This time it was not a certain song possessing poetic words that tugged at my soul whisking me back to times once known.  It was not a  particular sentimental fragrance that pulled me into my yesterdays. It was but a simple floor tile of yellow, green and black. That fifties tile recently uncovered during a …
Random Thoughts Of Thankfulness…
   Some thoughts on what I am thankful for....I have limited myself to those random thoughts that immediately flooded my head...the ones that rushed in as I opened the gates. They seemed most eager to express themselves...yet know there are many more unwritten that I have not pulled from my heart and painted with …
Away For A Few
Well I am off for a few days as I wine and dine with my very good girlfriends from work. This is our 18th year of taking the time to spend a weekend together and looking forward to it. Â May we make more fun memories to laugh about on Monday, no memories to shed a …
My Love For Letters
   It is a lost art, writing handwritten letters. Something that I miss terribly in our world of keyboards and touch screens. When one takes the time and effort to dance their pen in loops and lines forming in an effort to express themselves to another- this is true eloquence. Passion for the written …
My Little Ladies
 Every morning I meet up with four busy little ladies. You know the kind, never able to sit still and a bit agitated at life in general and forever chattering. Well, I make the trek to see them when the world wakes up and it is first light outside. It is our daily routine. They …
My whispers in the wind - Charlsey Jane 