Monthly Archives: January 2017

November 27, 2009 Sunday Morning at the Rink I love Sunday mornings at the Rink. It reminds me of my own childhood at the stable. A subject for another blog but the “feeling” is the same. We have all our … Continue reading →

They said it wouldn’t be painful. I don’t remember who said it but at the time I believed it. Why wouldn’t I? I mean cracking an egg should be freeing and therefore glorious. Breaking out of your shell should be … Continue reading →

A Carrot, and Egg, or a Cup of Coffee.I stole this from J.J. Cohen but thought it was worth sharing. A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for … Continue reading →

 Written quite awhile ago.  But seems to have held up with passage of time. Me and my Daddy when I was 15.  He raised me to believe that I was priceless in value. I had an interesting experience this morning … Continue reading →