just one thought is all it takes one thing to remind me of things so many years ago now it forms like smoke curling and throu...

Gone forever, The days where my time had no end in sight. Even five years ago I believed in time. Time to get somet...

Where Do we go Do I go Anywhere Can we meet You and I  What to wear My own mask Don’t touch  Don’t breathe ...

October is half gone and the rain is camping-out  for a few days.   Low grey clouds, wet land and  chilly wind. I am here until...

The calendar year is more than half over. Days slip into nights in the July of Oregon. Working some on the house and the la...