Windflowers

I had a friend many years ago who I used to tease about her matching bedspreads, curtains and pillowcases. She laughed along with me and the...

 

Dear Friend (you know who you are!),  Doer of good remorselessly.  Placing wreaths on old graves.  Remembering lost ones over decades.  Tidy...

I contemplate my life, my purpose. The floor is covered in pieces of dirt.  Life sneaks through our fingers and drops its debris everywhere....

Artist's impression of Pluto showing one of its large moons that never sets In our family, this mnemonic was how we remembered the plane...

 My Mum is a custodian of epic proportions.  Things from decades even 50 years ago, of worth, are carefully stored.  In her garage, there ar...

I had left it undone for two months at least, which is obscene. I put the task off as it seemed non-critical in the face of larger global is...

  Dear Son, You asked me some questions last night that really made me think. I’m not sure of the answers but I wanted you to know what...

--> Deeper than happiness, joy springs from mysterious sources. Not sudden rain bursts of glee. Nor mere gladness be...