All the children around me said “Yes Mrs. P…” I was the sole voice that said, “No Mrs. P…”

Back in the late 60’s when I was a child in first grade, our teacher had us sit and watch as she made a paper ornament. First, she colored the design, then cut it out and lastly glued the paper tabs into place, all while describing everything she was doing. I was beyond bored. At […]

Robert Frost

“…Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words…” Time. Just once, I’d give anything to have been a fly on the wall of Robert Frost’s office; poised on the window near where Mr. Frost sat, watching as he bounced things around in his head, perhaps chewing on a pencil end […]

A poet’s mind…?

This morning I grabbed my coffee and woke up the dog to do her morning routine outside. (This is ‘Winnie’ -our miniature daschund) I accompanied her outside as lately she seems needy- she doesn’t want to be outside by herself – so I took my coffee and decided to sit outside for awhile so she’d […]

Signs…

My daughter and I went to the circus awhile back, and as we went into the big tent, there was this arrow pointing right. I thought it funny and relevant that she didn’t see the arrow, and turned left, (which of course was the wrong way to go~) So after we’d both had a chuckle, […]