by Aubrey Breedlove Once there lived a house near the ocean. It was painted a lovely, buttercream yellow and its windows were trimmed in white. Tall pillars held its stacked balconies, which saw every sunset, and decks, which had full view of the sunrise in all its splendid colors. Inside were rooms and furniture, enough... Continue Reading →
BLOGGING CONFESSION
I have a confession. I don't want anyone to read my blog. Ever. So why have one? I mean, I've been content to fill journals for 25 years which I pull down from time to time to read and remember, yet they are largely for my eyes only. Why would I "all of the sudden"... Continue Reading →