Because it haunts me

It's all about gathering your courage to take that first step

Month: September, 2013

Google maps

Is it creepy when you use google maps to look up places you’ve lived at? I spied on my old house in New York, and wow, I would not have recognized it all. The Florida home didn’t look too different. For that matter the while town didn’t look that different. New York though has matured. […]

Quote for Sunday

“We should feel sorrow, but not sink under its oppression.”– Confucius

When the sun sets

In twenty four hours I’ve been through quite a wild and twisty turn of events. At the end of the day I’m not sure if things are better because I’m not sure if any of this mess was totally bad. What I do have now is my wayward child is home. Perhaps not for long. […]


This is the bird that terrorized my workplace. Funny the way folks act around a simple little creature when it’s trapped with them in a building. I have no idea how it got inside, but I managed to lead it back outspoken. Someone said it was a bad omen to have a bird trapped inside […]

Another quote

“Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do. Don’t bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.”– William Faulkner

First attempt

Okay, it won’t win a beauty contest but it has personality.

Memories of childhood

Have I mentioned my favorite time of the school year was when Scholastic would send book orders? And what’s better than a book order? Book fairs! They rock. Sorry, I’ll stifle my joy.

New hobby

So I’m trying my hand at fused glass. The first lesson left me totally overwhelmed, but after practicing on breaking glass–because the teacher says it’s not really cutting–I feel better. It’s too early to say. If I’ll try stain glass but I’m looking forward to the first project which is a coral bowl. I’m using […]


“I never feel age …if you have creative work, you don’t have age or time.”– Louise Nevelsin


“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.”– Leonard Cohen