A Middle-Aged Woman Who Lives In A Box
Not young. Not old. Middle-aged we’ll say. A woman who lives in a box. A lovely box, mind you — adobe walls, solid roof, atop a hill with a delightful mountain view. Inside this box, two silky felines snuggle close…
Holiday Blessings Of Days Long Passed — To My Mother, With Love
During the holiday seasons, Thanksgiving in particular, my thoughts tend to flow toward a time when family gatherings were a given. Life seemed much simpler. Calmer. Cohesive. Perhaps, because it was. My childhood home was perched in a tiny town,…
