Music of My Life

I’ve often imagined myself walking through the streets of Manhattan, a la Holly Golightly in “Breakfast at Tiffany’s,” with a cup of coffee in my hand and the refrain of “Moon River” playing over me. Or I was more like Mary Tyler Moore, tossing my Tam o’ Shanter cap in the air to the tune of, “You’re going to make it after all.” Continue reading

Things I Find on My Walks #6

Things I Find on My Walks #6

Nor does it know of what awaits it in the bowels of the town dump. Sad, little bicycle, alone and forgotten. See how it lays motionless in the gutter, lonely and desolate, probably with a good many questions of its own. For starters, it must be thinking, “Why me?” Continue reading

My Secret Garden

My Secret Garden

Today, I’m going to share with you another aspect of my walks: the colorful, radiant flowers I come across. It’s like having my very own secret garden! Soothing and delightful, these floral lovelies are a celebration of all that’s good in the world. Mother Nature’s treasures. A feast for the eyes and a gift for all to enjoy! Continue reading

A Heck of a Pie Story

A Heck of a Pie Story

So the other day in the office, somebody brought in a pie for Jill’s birthday. It was one of those delicious cream pies that’s a whole lot of cream and little else, and anyway, the pie was supposed to be for everyone to share and have a piece. Though it was a small pie, true, I thought we’d all be courteous and slice it up into tiny pieces, if you know what I mean. Continue reading

Oliver Gets Soaked!

Oliver Gets Soaked!

Oliver Twist hates taking baths, but he loves getting soaked. Let me explain.

Put him in a tub, as I do every so often, and he hates it. He gets all squirmy as he tries desperately to climb out of the tub. Trust me, I know this because I have the claw marks on my arms as proof. Continue reading