"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw
"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Monday, December 26, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
One last smile
Arms folded over the future
She will wait
When my aunt posed for this photo she didn't realize
that she was poised for her future. Arms folded
over her growing belly her sweet husband took
one last photo of her before leaving to go overseas
to fight in Germany.
Wearing his uniform complete with his Army hat was her
last view of him until he returned safely years later.
Image: Lee Friedlander, 1966
Courtesy of Tess Kincaid
Monday, December 12, 2011
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Wednesday, December 07, 2011
A fork in the road
A road less traveled?
Or is a crossroad
Leading to my future?
Rain blurs my window
While tears stream down
I know what needs to be done.
Russell and I have struggled with our desire to
move and our reluctance to leave our wonderful
neighborhood and our house and home we have created.
However, our town has changed and we do
need to move on. Our house is up for sale
and we have made an offer on a wonderful
house on a hill with views of mountains.
More news later when I know more!