29 July 2017
Good morning, Despite a rocky start to the day, here I have landed, in my rocker on the porch in soothing clean air and soft sunshine. My Chicago cup sits…
Good morning, Despite a rocky start to the day, here I have landed, in my rocker on the porch in soothing clean air and soft sunshine. My Chicago cup sits…
Good morning, As usual, I awakened before my alarm rang, and lay watching the spread of light beyond the trees which rise over the neighbor’s yard. Stillness surrounded me. For…
Good morning, Another week has slipped through my fingers. Its shifting sand falls to the pavement and dances away in the hot summer breeze. I stare with consternation at the…
Good morning, To the extent that I can amble, I found myself drifting on the sidewalks of Kansas City last night. With my friend Lori Hooten close behind me, I…
Good morning, If I were a different person, I’d start by parodying every other writer whom I have admired. Their lines rush through my head and cram into my fingers….
Good morning, My foggy brain carries me downstairs and into the kitchen just behind the old dog. I wrench open the backdoor and she spills into the yard, scampering down…
Good morning, The whir of the fan establishes the season — summer in Kansas City. I lean forward to peer around the second monitor to see what the sky says…
Good morning, Oh, how I wish I were brave enough to share a photo of my surroundings! My dining room has become an extension of my closet, cluttered with discarded…
Good morning, My befuddled brain startled awake with the five a.m. musical chime from my cell phone. Though I can’t say why I thought it necessary to rise at such…
Good morning, It’s six-oh-six and I’ve been awake since four a.m. The dog has been fed, medicated, and reassured that humans still care for despite her age and the slight…