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Sights Of The Season

Wow, where did the time go.  Seems like I just got here and already it is time to leave.  Oops, I think I just made a pun.  700 more words

Reflection

Celebrating John S.

When I was 10, my brother, John S. was born.

Despite my best efforts to raise him, his parents kept getting in my way. (Yes, I know, they were my parents, too.) 350 more words

Family

Cycles

Bill was on an emotional high.  One of the few he had experienced in a long time.  Working in the city had it’s advantages, but it also had it’s drawbacks.  1,115 more words

Reflection

ILLEGAL LINIMENT

ILLEGAL  LINIMENT

Potential words or legitimate…

As yet unused in-intimate…

Refused, unused and somewhat confused…

As the poet who shared this sentiment. Lee-poet

Space Dust

Pumpkin Barn Quilt...Voila!

While it didn’t take as long as I thought, I learned much from working through this project.  Number One:  Painting BIG is difficult.  Aside from my short arms (which go with my 5’1” height) 42” X 42” is just a big painting.   251 more words

Whimseytopia

If you ask,

I’ll show what matters.

Strong Women

An ankie taile

A bit of whimsey to start off the week.

Gorra, an lie kracket
the wee dawnie dae
from splet to splet
an a’ the weasel kinges… 41 more words

Poems