The dunes rust and orange were endless and magnificent.
impressions of this pulsing, vibrant city
I’ve decided to some clean, tell you the truth why I did it.
Fifty years married to the same person, and we still love each other deeply….
How did we do it? How did we get this far?
I would have called you Oma
I pass by them on my way down the hill to Safeway, or Peet’s names inscribed in simple block letters draped on stunted trees in the median or scrawled on cardboard “ grave” markers in a makeshift cemetery on a small rise excised by the cruel scalpel of racial injustice their hollow voices cry outContinue reading “Cardboard Cemetery”
she brought solace to a broken country deeply in need of healing
Taking a walk on a stunning Northern California winter’s day a teasing, tantalizing morsel of spring the sky a flawless blue, the sun inviting and healing a day begging for short sleeves and sunglasses barren tree limbs practically stretching like purring cats basking on a window seat I pull down my mask stealing a breathContinue reading “A Winter’s Day”
This was the year we had to face ourselves in the mirror because there was no place to run and hide, and nowhere to go.
Thanksgiving 2020 for all of us will not be business as usual. Who would have ever believed that this beloved holiday ….will be curtailed.