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My writing journey has begun. The road will have some bumps and detours. I only hope that the first hill is not too high, and the journey is long.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010


A Waltz In My Garden

     The gentle morning breeze, scented with Lavender and Honeysuckle, called me once again to my garden.  Slowly, I walked barefoot to the arbor that is sprayed with Morning Glories, beckoning me to enter.  Their bell shaped heads, softly glistening with the early morning dew.  I pause for a moment to drink in their delicious aroma.

     The dew kissed grass tickles my toes, as I glide through the endless green path.  Gracefully, whirling and turning, with arms spread out, to take in the wondrous sight of pinks, whites, yellows and purples of the colorful garden.  The delicate breeze brushes the blossoms as they sway gently and waltz with me.  The pink Dianthus reach up to touch the hem of my skirt.  Butterflies dip and flutter from flower to flower.  The song birds sing their melodies, while the hummingbirds, at the feeders, keep in tune.  Their harmony flows through my head as I waltz through my garden, endlessly...

     "Mom, Mom!"  I hear as my daughter calls to me.  "You're dripping water all over the floor, again!"

     I look down and water is overflowing from my little potted plant.  I sigh, as I move to grab some paper towels to clean up the river that is flowing across the kitchen floor.  Sighing once again, I look once more at my plant and place it back on the windowsill and whisper, "Save the last dance for me!"

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Salem Was Great

The trip to Salem was great!

Here's to wonderful friends:

We traveled to Salem for Columbus Day weekend.  A weekend of fun, exploration, shopping and keeping the flames of friendship burning.  (A little play on words here, just because!).  So here is a potion for the Women Who Total Eight; for weekends past, present and yet to come:

In a cauldron black as night
Place these things and keep them in sight.

Eight pairs of ears, always ready to listen.
Eight pairs of hands, that when needed are ready to hold.
Eight pairs of shoulders, just the right height.
Eight hugs from hearts warm and tender.
Eight voices not usually a whisper but, mostly full of laughter.
Eight pairs of eyes that when you look into - A good friend you'll see.

Give it a good stir, and hang on tight.

Thanks for a great weekend B'Sue, B'Fran, Beth, Jeannie, Joan, Mary, Maureen and Me.

I have a terrific idea for my next story!

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Salem, Massachusetts in October

     I will be going to Salem this month with a group of friends and staying in one of the Historical Homes; right in the center of town. There, I will travel through time, and visualize what it was like to live in Salem, Massachusetts; in the year 1692. It is there, while sharing the company of good friends, conversation and fun that I hope to outline the second story of Mehitable and Rachel. Will Salem’s grizzly past captivate my imagination while I walk down the lanes, peering into the past? I will have to wait, watch and write.