Chocolate & Snow at Mt. Seymour
I'm grabbing joy from now on.
Only Breath – A Poem for the Weekend
I am not from the East or the West...
Slowing Down This Crazy World
Walking, especially while talking to a good friend. Pricesless stuff.
Bonjour Baby!
Besides, I think I could get used to coming in that red front door.
Illusory Superiority or Why We’re All Above Average
We not only star in our stories. We are allowed to be the director too.