The crunch of the gravel underneath my running shoe, echoed across the still, and silent lake.  It was cold out, and my nose caught the chill, and I began to sniffle. It can be kinda unnerving to go out alone in the fog.   Since my son Logan works at a Haunted House all the … More The Surrounding Fog…..

The page turns, and the edges of the book are disheveled and worn.  There are coffee stains on the cover, and tear drops upon the parchment. A year has passed on the telling of her story, and the recounting of this passage shall never come this  way again.  These feelings are unique to the here … More The Brevity of Life……

As the day approaches, the sound of sprinklers going off and cars sliding by on the street , I breathe in the sweet richness of cool morning air. Just beyond the trees, a light orange light illuminates the branches, and there is an expectation, and wonder of what a day may bring. The glow of … More She was here….

An orange cone, or a “pylon” as my son Zach would call it.  It sits alone amongst the rocks, down by the lake. It stands out in stark contrast against the grey and clay colored stones, and I find myself curious as to what is happening right there? An orange cone, means caution, or don’t … More Life under construction…

The glow from the porch light warmed her features as it shone down upon her.  The air was musty and the scent was of freshly watered earth. Her daughter was leaving again.  It always hurt her heart to see her depart.  These early morning trips via taxi cab always pulled on  her heartstrings like a … More The Early Morning Ride…

The sparkle caught my eye, and the distinctive clink of crystal, as the goblet was placed upon the glass top coffee table. Exquisite meeting mondane, expensive meeting ordinary, and the practical, and yet beautiful marriage of two glass and transparent entities. Their contrast perked intrigue in me, of the way such different human beings often … More Don’t save the fancy dishes…..

These beloved animals that accompany us on our excursions bring us companionship, joy and laughter, and they make us smile. Dogs and summer seem to go hand in hand.  They know how to enjoy the moment, and they live fully in it. They are present…looking forward to getting to go for a ride in the … More The Doggie Days of Summer

That first taste….and the glands along my jawline sing with delight.  It’s almost painful, they taste so good.  It bursts upon your tongue, and the memory floods instantly to my brain. Picking warm blueberries growing wild amongst the Canadian Shield.  There is a bench that looks out upon the Bay, and the smell of earth … More Blueberries in the sun…

It was a willow tree that has seen much, borne much. Her sturdy frame, and cascading branches glorious, with whimsical leaves dripping to the earth were something to behold. A few years back, during a heavy snow in Early October, she was wounded, and because of that, a large branch split off of her. As … More The Splitting in two…..

The whir of the sewing machine somehow sets my heart ablaze….I know… weird huh?  It is quiet, and the ceiling fan blows dust upon my head because I haven’t dusted it in some time.  I figure that it’s a fan, and it will recirculate the dirt to other parts of the house…and Ill ignore the … More The Patchwork Life……