Tree

God nudged me awake at 1:40am. I prefer to say it this way because it makes me feel like my being awake while the world sleeps has purpose. It’s not a madness; it’s a gift. Leastwise, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. I read for a little while but knew that this wasContinue reading “Tree”

Stop, Look, & Listen

A distant train whistle sounds as I sit with tea, FurButt at my slippered feet, and this reminds me of when we lived on Washington in Dunkirk, during the early years of our marriage. Good times. ❤ As Steven refurbishes the lower apartment there now, I can’t help but recall so many memories. Vivid. Visceral.Continue reading “Stop, Look, & Listen”