I was dreaming that a small red measuring cup was stuck on my thumb. Don’t ask why. I don’t know. It was an odd dream, but when the alarm clock went off a few minutes ago at 4:45 AM, it immediately “unstuck” the measuring cup. Continue reading May It Be
Our town is a place to love! It’s beautiful, but more importantly, it’s unique. It’s the people that make it unique, and nowhere else will you see that more obvious than people watching…or just driving down the road.
It’s probably a politically incorrect thing to say, but I do wonder sometimes if there are more “special” people in our neck of the woods than other places. By special, I don’t mean extraordinary intelligence. I mean Mama dropped them on their heads too often, from a two-story building special! Continue reading My Town
Whether it is the sound of a pencil scraping on a pad of paper, or the gentle clicking of buttons on a keyboard, the result is the same…..a note, a thought, a rhyme, a reason. To put some of these notes before the world, whether a few or many, is a daunting idea. Continue reading Quiet Pen, Loud Words