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
Waterlogue
Won’t You Be, Won’t You Be . . . My Neighbor?
I’m sitting on my front porch, rocking in the chair, listening to the birds chirp as I breathe in the moist morning air at 6 a.m. The sun is out, it’s already 74 degrees, and the humidity glistens on the grateful flowers. Continue reading
The Princess of Endoplactum
My name is Pamela, and I am a middle-aged woman.
I’m not always middle-aged, and I’m not always a woman.
I never told my family this, but once, long ago and yet still now (on the time spectrum that surrounds us, even though most refuse to see it), I am the princess of an enchanted island. Continue reading
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