Between 10:30 and 11:00 p.m.

What occurs late at night except thoughts? Piano music plays in the background, very softly, an empty wine glass on the table beside me, my dog sleeping beside me, my husband talking in his sleep in our bedroom, and in this half-hour my mind wanders to my life as it has thus far been lived. …

Jazz, Wine, Thoughts

Is there anything better than an evening listening to smooth jazz? I find listening to KennyG, Nat King Cole, Sade, Paul Taylor and others brings a comforting mellowness to my mood. I am relaxed and able to block the turmoil of my country out for awhile. Sipping Pinot Noir also helps erase the tension I …

War, Fear, Anger

This evening I watched the annual Memorial Day Concert on TV. It was not the usual format I have watched over the years because Covid has changed the way we live now-a-days. There were excerpts from past years, and new well wishes and thank yous to those who are the new “heroes” of today. Our …

My Thoughts, and Evening Wine.

I’ve read a number of thoughts from folks who agree with my own opinions, that it’s kind of early to return to normal behavior since Covid is still attacking us, and thus, we are still at war. I have also read thoughts from those who totally disagree with me and think we’d better get back …

Writing memories

Writing has always been a way for me to express my thoughts. While I had The Old Horse to write about, it was easy to find words because he was such a part of my life and easy to talk about. I find myself at a loss of words now because memories of actual life …

SAYING GOODBYE

Sometimes it’s just too hard to put words down on paper, and so this blog has been silent for awhile. I am filled with grief over the loss of The Old Horse, Buddy. All these years of being a part of my life, with only a few separations, and now, finally, the separation is final. …

Remember this childhood

I was a child.  I still had a father and a mother.   I pause to remember being in the basement with my father watching him work on a wooden bench.  He smiled.  He tossled my hair.  His shining black hair and startling blue eyes looked upon me with warmth and love, and I felt safe and …