It’s the 87th anniversary of my dear father’s birth. So here’s a poem, written around 1990 and never published. Deer From the kitchen window I watch my father fence in chickenwire two young trees, one apple, one plum. Deer that visit each dusk have cropped the tender growth of these, Mom’s roses, too. The neighbor, […]
A friend sent me this amazing video, and — I have to share it with you: http://youtu.be/SPY-hr-8-M0
Just love this picture…
“The buzz in the street was like the humming of flies.” –Robert Galbraith (aka J.K. Rowling) I recently reread–no, I didn’t read it again, on my second time through I listened to J.K. Rowling’s crime mystery, The Cuckoo’s Calling, and this first line keeps echoing in my head. I’ve been thinking about first lines, and even writing them down. If you […]