I Can’t Stay Mad at You (or CAN I?) Do you hold grudges or do you believe in forgive and forget? Not so simple, folks. First of all, I absolutely believe in forgiveness, but forgetting? No, not happening. I remember everything. I may not remain angry about it, but I don't forget, either. I keep … Continue reading I NEVER FORGET ANYTHING
Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge: Week 9 This week, featuring my kitchen. The old wooden breadbox we bought at a yard sale, the mess of spices I keep jumbled in a bookcase and the clock which still tells time, unlike the rest of the clocks in the house -- and of course, coffee!!
There I am. Probably the youngest kid in the class. I'm only four, but somehow, here I am anyhow. I'm certainly the smallest. All the others seem awfully big. I don't know it yet, but I will always be either the shortest or next to the shortest kid in every class for the next six years. P.S. … Continue reading WELCOME TO KINDERGARTEN
A Poem to the Thawing Wind By Robert Frost ☼ Come with rain, O loud Southwester! Bring the singer, bring the nester; Give the buried flower a dream; Make the settled snow-bank steam; Find the brown beneath the white; But whate'er you do to-night, Bathe my window, make it flow, Melt it as the ice … Continue reading POEM TO THE THAWING WIND
Not Los Angeles. Nor old movie stars full of Botox to make them "look younger" (really makes them look like corpses, but I digress). It could be a metaphor of that West Coast city and many of its inhabitants. I'm talking about My World. A small, form-fitting world populated by beautifully dressed, if slightly dusty … Continue reading PLASTIC SMILES – YESTERYEAR’S DOLLS