We've already had our first snowstorm and now we're into Indian Summer. The feeling of fall is in the air and wasps buzz around the ripe grapes and plums.
My hope is that you will find something happy, funny or comforting here. Please stay as long as you like and come back often. I'm so glad you came.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Today as I walked Rascal the wind howled and the snow blew cold around woman and dog. The faint sound of church bells drifted through the air and my neighbor's piano tinkled behind the closed door with a Christmas wreath. All is well. A new year awaits. Diane