I really don’t think I need buns of steel. I’d be happy with buns of cinnamon. ~Ellen DeGeneres, American comedian
Dallas here.
Mama says you’ve all been such good blogging buddies this year that she’s decided to give you a gift.
ME!!!
Monthly Archives: December 2019
Nearly Wordless Wednesday
One kind word can warm three winter months. ~Japanese Proverb
Snow outlining maple tree
A snow-covered bush
More snow-covered bushes
This is an outdoor fireplace. I like the way the snow outlines the bricks.
Icicles dripping off a roof line.
Snow, snow … everywhere you look.
Gone But Not Forgotten
We do not remember days; we remember moments. ~Cesare Pavese, Italian poet and novelist
Dog-eared photographs,
Awards and certificates.
Remnants of my past.
Movie stubs, medals,
Report cards and recipes.
Moved across country.
Stuffed animal friends,
T-shirts, toys, and some trinkets
Preserved, so I thought.
Snatched from my clutches
By a cadre of critters.
Can’t steal my memories.
Note: This is a series of Haiku. On a personal note, the nasty shed has been hauled off (along with the pesky interlopers) and once again, Dallas is master over his yard. Now, to research what I can plant in its place next spring, keeping in mind the site gets only morning sun — any suggestions?
Where Real and Fiction Meet
We do not remember days; we remember moments. ~Cesare Pavese, Italian poet and novelist
One common question every writer receives is, Where do you get your ideas?
Last Leaf Hanging
Sometimes even to live is an act of courage. ~Lucius Annaeus Seneca, Roman Stoic philosopher, statesman, and dramatist
Buffeted by winds,
Rain, sleet, snow, and loneliness.
Tenacious last leaf.
