Standing still slowly...

I like to think   I’m  turning on the radio.   like the old brown one   we had at the farm,   with the gold trim on   the front and the grey...

The pink flamingo stands   forever frozen in porcelain   The beautiful bird has graced   many a shelf   since coming into   my home in 1988,...

When the sky is so blue       it hurts your eyes When the air is so cold       it burns your breath When the snow fills the lace       of th...

Needle and thread,   once as necessary   as hammer and nail.   There was a time when clothing, sewed by   a seamstress or tailor,   were sew...

Photo taken December 27, 2027 I baked bread today,   the aroma of home   gentle in the air.   Outside snow was flying.   Not a soft silent d...