The Wake-Up Call, by Rich Paschall The day had finally arrived. Jon was on his way. George waited for the news that Jon had successfully cleared Customs in Miami and was getting his second flight on to his new home…. Read More ›
Month: May 2020
I kept wondering why I never saw a bluebird. Ever. Not here or in New York. And I know they live here. This morning I got up and looked out my back windows and the deck was full of bluebirds!
FOTD – May 31 – COLUMBINE I went into town to take pictures of Owen at work, stopped to pick up some stuff to drink, then came home to take flower pictures. I haven’t conquered macro pictures of flowers yet…. Read More ›
This Land Is Your Land Words and Music by Woody Guthrie This land is your land, this land is my land From California to the New York island; From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land… Read More ›
Time changes everything. It’s a given. Memorial Day is no different and that’s a shame. When I was a kid, Memorial Day was usually a family affair. It seems as if it was always sunny and warm for the gathering… Read More ›
Every morning, I get up and hope that there is something positive in the news today. Something that will give me hope. Not another soppy story of all the great people helping other people because those stories are true, but… Read More ›