removing holiday decoration from their strategic mount, one struck by the correlation of the many hearts...our spirit & awe stars...our gaze

Our grandfather & father were handsome men, with young brides, both sent to war, WWI & Korea, neither the same after, send not ours, leaders

Hens really did not know what to do upon awakening to snow this morning. Squawks reminder of rooster days, loud constant sounds of attention

Make my strumming routine as ribs of the standing seam above, locked in step with sacred land; air, pure as the holiest thought, sweet sound

If prayer is union with Creator, and knowing He through word, keeping to that word, why continues battle of person against person, in wars ?

care to care to protect earthenware? past quality created from time, love & makings, add soot, cause saddening some, while others care none

from a moment of quiet comes a thought, tranquil by design, fleeting in reality as the telephone rings, disrupts mind, time, & significance.