When winter hits and the year-end holidays retreat like a tide gone back out to sea, I am left wanting to rest. Rest; the kind that changes weary into wonderful.
Category: Writing
My Writing Concerto
The time has come. I move my seat beneath me, moving it several times to make sure I am in the perfect position. I adjust once more for good measure.
Hooray! The LIEBSTER Award
The LIEBSTER Award A very big shout out to Innervoice for nominating me for the “LIEBSTER AWARD.” I am grateful that you … More
My Office For Today
I’ve embarked on a new adventure. I took a teaching invitation that will require developing four, one-hour teachings. With my … More
Short, Sweet and Sorry!
So many dreams and so little time. If only I had more time. If only I had less to do. … More
Uncovered 