An exhausting weekend. I was away a week and got a month behind. Still, there were fun finds... Read More

It felt so good to wake in my own bed on Monday. I'd gotten back from Morocco on Sunday night... Read More

Going through carts of old books, I came across this sad thing. It felt like a leather-bound book... Read More

Friday. A getaway day. Panic, although I should be used to the drill by now. There was the lightest of... Read More

First rose of the Season... We see these kinds of time capsules very often. It could be a gift inscription... Read More

Out in the blackness, the winds sing a lonely hollow winter song. Rising. Falling. Nearly howling Read More