Quoting Emerson…

Some of your hurts you have cured, and the sharpest you still have survived, but what torments of grief youโ€™ve endured, from evils which never arrived. -Ralph Waldo Emerson     I've decided to quit worrying.ย  - TS   featured photo: A picture I took of the sky, and what I think is a fine... Continue Reading →

Poetry Is…

"Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits." - Carl Sandburg ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  featured photo: I didn't have a picture of any hyacinths. ย  ย  ย 

The Sand and the Surf

We managed to get out to the coast for a few days of rest and relaxation. I've wanted to visit Santa Cruz in the fall, to go to the beach when the crowds aren't there, for quite a few years now. We celebrated our twentieth wedding anniversary, and my fifty-first birthday is coming up, so... Continue Reading →

Got Freedom?

Do you live in a free country? Think about thanking God, and a Veteran. Has anyone in your family ever served in the military, fought in a war? Have you ever listened to their firsthand stories of what it was like, of what they went through, and what it meant? I heard my grandfather's stories... Continue Reading →

The Reaper

I am the soul of November, Wandering down through the days, Reclaiming the ground for the Winter, to be born again in the Spring, In nights that grow ever colder, In skies filled with clouds full of rain, I am the soul of November, Changing the landscape again. Dreaming curled up near the fire, Sleeping... Continue Reading →

Autumn’s Crossing

The weather has begun its turn, As once green leaves begin to burn, Into an Autumn fantasy of flames, Whispering long-forgotten names,   Walking in the rain, on bare feet, Dancing to a tin roof beat, Moonlight on a private stage, Romance laced dreams and so much rage.   Rose petal wines, subtle stares, Knights... Continue Reading →

The Photographers: Ansel Adams

The featured image has been dubbed "Moonrise, Hernandez" and was taken by Ansel Adams in Hernandez, New Mexico, on November 1, 1941. Ansel Adams is a photographer that I'm just beginning to learn about, though I am somewhat familiar with a few of his more famous photographs, like "Moonrise." It is a stunning image, one... Continue Reading →

Mississippi Plow Generations

Among the old family slides, was this image of one of my great-great uncles, also known as my great-grandmother's brother, with a very old plow, and I don't know about the horse. This is the branch of family tree descended directly from Ireland, from a young man age thirteen, traveling alone, who arrived in New... Continue Reading →

Heart Over Mind

If you listen to your heart, you'll be fine, it will never steer you wrong. The problems are always all in your mind, for it has to go wandering along. It pokes, and it prods, and it takes things apart, it often thinks just what it shouldn't, your mind can make you doubt what you... Continue Reading →

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