such truth is exposed how busy we can be…. chasing after happiness. running around in a circle and calling it living. how often do you hear                   if only I had time. as if being…

My Dad is the best. He is. Even if today wasn’t his 79th birthday I would proclaim him the best. *The man and his bike, in the cow barn converted into a motorcycle shop. Here he is with his Harley.…

That which we gather in the garden of delight is the fruit of our labor. What seeds are you planting in your soul this spring?

He talked and talked and talked, without ever uttering a word from his lips. with his eye upon me, I felt what he said.

At last my bedroom window is open, the air is warmer and soothes. Red tile roofs, and mountains in the distance… is one of the views I have; the other view if of drain pipes, my neighbor’s laundry and disasters…