I stood by my open kitchen window Thursday evening relishing the quiet. No NPR played on the radio; no sounds of television came from the den. The refrigerator didn’t hum, and the air conditioner didn’t click on. Hurricane Zeta had come through the night before, pulling down trees and causing us to be without electricity… Continue reading Finding Quiet
Some days are yellow.Some are blue.On different days I'm different too.You'd be surprised how many waysI change on Different Colored Days. My Many Colored Days, by Dr. Seuss One of my favorite picture books is My Many Colored Days by Dr. Seuss. This is not your typical Seuss book with weird made up rhyming words and cats… Continue reading What color are you today?
“I’ve cleaned everything in my house. I’ve run out of things to clean!” This is not a statement made by me. I wish that all that was left for me to do in my house was alphabetize my spices. I truly admire the Type A people with time on their hands during these weeks at… Continue reading One bucket at a time
Under the Magnolia Tree 