Yay for you, for me, for the two of us
Sailing through 2021 with little fuss.
Sure we had ups, we had downs
In fact the year had us spinning round and round. Continue reading
photos by Pamela S. Wight
A Summer Salute
Trumpeting Truths
In my little town, the sky sparkles
Like diamond dust thrown in the wind
Lifted by souls of the living
Who search for the gift of happiness.
Like diamond dust thrown in the wind
Questions fly to neighbors near and far
Who search for the gift of happiness
While surveying their view of the world. Continue reading
Time for a Paws
A pause is a hiatus, a recess, an extra breath in and out.
But paws are kneading me, and needing me, to shout out to the world that MOLLY will be soon in town.
© Shelley Steinle, illustrator. Molly licks her paw in MOLLY FINDS HER PURR, pub date 9/24/19.
But the shore beckons me with each wave on the sandy beach – Continue reading
The Transformation
“I can’t quite believe this,” the specialist exclaims.
These are words I like to hear from my agent when she’s scanning my just-written manuscript.
But they are not words a doctor should express to a new patient after he has taken a biopsy of a gland that popped out of nowhere on an until-now rather nondescript index finger. Continue reading
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