Life Begins Again …

My phoenix is continuing to rise above the dark regalia of widowhood, and color is in a dripping watercolor stage. A bit surreal and everything without definite form. I do love it, when compared to the abyss. All of you have endured so much in this last year and a half as well. COVID hasContinue reading “Life Begins Again …”

Do you have a special place?

Yes indeed, and you can see it above; my childhood home in Southern Illinois, just waiting for me to bust though the screen door … slammity bammin’ it to beat the band.  My formative years were blessed with this environment and my mind still seeks to rest there. Silent walks in blazing moonlight through high-drifted snow;Continue reading “Do you have a special place?”