It’s About Time

Greg, Spring cleanup 2022. It’s Friday morning and I am standing at my desk at work. Ah, yes, the standing desk for a woman who can’t think on her feet. Proof that God has a sense of humor and she isn’t afraid to use it. My phone boop-boops. I lean over, snag a look and … Continue reading It’s About Time →

Tweedle-Dee Dreams

”Beautiful morning glory, kissed and caressed by the dew. Beautiful morning glory! Good morning glory to you-ou-ou-ou.” My mother’s voice carries through the birches and because the sun has gone down and the light isn’t good, I can’t immediately see her. I’m on a road I don’t know, although it looks quite pretty. There are … Continue reading Tweedle-Dee Dreams →