Oh to soar above the clouds, for just one day… free-floating, empowered… what perspective would flight bring? The illusion of civilization? The fragility of our walls? And yet we aspire to ascend… no regard for the fall.. (In response to The Daily Post photo prompt: ascend )
“Varnish” I said aloud, rolling the word over my tongue as if we were new acquaintances. “What’s that you said, Mom?” My daughter, breezing through the kitchen, found me standing at the counter, gazing out the window. She was gone before I could answer. They were used to me by now, my family. How long […]
Never understood it when Dad called me cheeky as a kid, although I always recognized a tone of approval. Then I saw it in my own children: that look of sheer defiance that melted my heart every time. This photo of our youngest granddaughter exemplifies the epitome of cheekiness, don’t you think? (In response to […]