Month: January 2013

Well, I was pretty committed to writing my small stones and then a few busy days okay 12 busy days and I got out of practice. That’s not to say I didn’t find moments during the last week but I felt that I didn’t have time to write them down. Normal day, let me be… Continue reading Finding Your Moments

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✮Lyrics:Stay true to the things I knew when I was youngerAnd food and love was all but left to hungerIt’s when I stray from my truth as I grow olderToo much leaves an empty hollow hungerI think about you in the moonlit nightAnd the stars all seem to weepWhen there’s so much love to loseThere’s… Continue reading Beth Orton Stars All Seem To Weep Lyrics

A break from tax paperwork. A brisk walk through the neighborhood down a street I never walk in near freezing temperatures listening to a favorite song. The rush of warmth into my legs the moment I walk into the front door. In minutes the electric kettle gives me hot tea, Irish breakfast, sweet and milky. 

Haunted Places in Colorado: Haunted Colorado Springs

Saturdays, having rarely worked in a business that had Saturdays off I cherish any time off on this weekend day. Today I work at 3:00, I sleep late, walk Ellie and spend some time not feeling rushed…

Finishing work early..time to myself. To write a poem, read a magazine, clean my space. An empty desk the weekend starts now.

Daily walks. Now I notice. Pinecones in a wicker basket on a gray painted porch. The sound of Ellie’s nails on the sidewalk. Brass frogs in a front garden. A short woven willow fence. A painted teal door. A pile of stones. The husky with clear blue eyes watches us as we walk by.