In a flat windswept town small enough to be called sleepy, a little girl lived in the countryside within a big fenced yard that encircled the property. There was a tall heavy gate that had…

I am listening to a new-to-me piano artist and her music is beautiful. This CD is called Porcelain. I know it looks like the top of the plastic cover is broken, but it isn’t. Apparently…

If you watched or saw any footage of the president’s inauguration on January 20, then you probably saw 22 year old Amanda Gorman read her poem, “The Hill We Climb.” She was the youngest poet…

Yesterday evening when I watched the lighting ceremony at the Lincoln Memorial Reflecting Pool, it wasn’t dark here yet. So I placed a candle where I could see it from where I was sitting and…

The sun is shining and the wind must be blowing a bit, because I hear the three wind chimes just outside the French doors rustling. Yesterday Ivy jumped over from the desk toward the living…

It is a gray and dreary day outside. Cold too. It’s been colder this winter than any winter I recall since moving here nearly 10 years ago. There is virtually no wind this morning, which…