The street is cobblestone...pretty, yet inconvenient for weary little feet and stroller wheels. It's been a long morning. Breakfast was nice, sitting at an outdoor cafe on the street overlooking mountains, sipping freshly squeezed orange juice and laughing just because...and then walking along the road with all the shops, pretending to be first time tourists visiting … Continue reading Let’s Paint A Memory
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Three Yellow Tractors
The hills are green this time of year, beautiful shades of green. Pale pink blossoms are exploding on the branches of the almond trees that dot the mountains. The grass is lush and full. There is mud from the wonderful rain that fell. The red poppies have just bloomed. You can see them from our … Continue reading Three Yellow Tractors
Oh, The Places We Didn’t Go
I never, EVER, thought I would get married. I, very vocally, believed that no one should even consider dating until they were 25. Secretly, I thought if everyone knew that I wasn't going to think about marriage until then, I would have time to plan my big escape. At 25, I hoped to be on … Continue reading Oh, The Places We Didn’t Go
Child of Mine
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, she comes to me. Curling up inside my heart, she begs me to remember her. She wants me to smile as I watch her play. She wants me to giggle bashfully. She wants me to be a child again. She is a very persuasive bedmate, and I follow … Continue reading Child of Mine
Colloquially Speaking 