It’s raining. We’ve been waiting. It has been too long since the last showers of substance and the landscape is parched. The clouds began to build mid-morning, just before we wandere4ed into the village for coffee at the kiosk. The … Continue reading
A foggy, quiet morning during an unusually dry June. We need rain and there is little in the forecast. The birds are noticeably quieter now, save for the house sparrows who talk among themselves ceaselessly. Saturday marks the summer solstice … Continue reading
This morning the irises in our garden have burst into bloom, and the yard is looking downright tropical. I want to take a few moments to share a memory with you. It was nearly twenty years ago now, and I … Continue reading
