My journal of big words and pretty pictures
I love all my friends Sending me birthday wishes Like a kid loves cake *Today is my 51st birthday. Yesterday evening good wishes started coming in from my friends in Japan, China, and Portugal. It was like happiness arriving from the future. It made this crazy cat lady feel very loved. Thanks!
After digging through a basket of clean clothes lurking behind the living room couch, he balanced precariously on one foot while he put on a pair of basketball shorts. His black boxer briefs exposed a significant amount of butt cleavage where they slid down his backside after he pulled off the jeans he wore earlier … Continue reading Quarters and BVDs
Life goes on without you, Old Man. I took the best of what you hammered into my head and used it to my fullest advantage. The bad stuff? That’s all dead and buried.
This week's photo hike is very special... I have a guest photographer. My daughter and I finally got out on the bayou for some kayaking, and I actually left my camera in the car - on purpose! The day started out fair, but after only 30 minutes on the water, a storm blew in. While … Continue reading Drifting
Having raised my kids to the brink of adulthood - our oldest ][ this close to venturing out completely on her own, and the other impatiently (that's my impatience, not his) waiting for word on whether he made the cut for the inaugural class for a new technical training program at our neighborhood state college - I … Continue reading A nomad life
I sent out four Father’s Day cards this weekend, to four different men, for four different reasons. The first card went to my dad. Even though we’ve had our differences, had our troubles, the past 15 years or so have been great. We mended broken fences and have become not just dad and daughter, but … Continue reading To all the men I’ve loved
Thin spiral notebook 