Turkey Tales
Ahh, Fall. The brisk weather, gorgeous vistas all around us, so much to be grateful for. Even the geese leaving us, and boisterously honking overhead is familiar, predictable, and comforting. … Continue reading Turkey Tales
In, around and beyond our village
Ahh, Fall. The brisk weather, gorgeous vistas all around us, so much to be grateful for. Even the geese leaving us, and boisterously honking overhead is familiar, predictable, and comforting. … Continue reading Turkey Tales
Gratitude, light and river love🌿
” it seemed perfectly normal to be served by a waiter in a ballet tutu.”
The sky is almost always mesmerizing, never static.
At one point or another, everyone can appreciate Mary Oliver’s ..The Journey..
By Amelia Redl
I am stuck at home with my parents and my younger brother and we might as well enjoy this time together.
by Ilse Turnsen
“I perceived, heading toward me, a shimmering projectile, which as it neared, corporealized into a young boy, I judged to be about three years old…”
By Joan Garnett
The moon is more than a hunk of rock and ore.
By Michael Cooper
I hold dear to my heart my Louisiana roots; its cooking, its music, its joie de vivre.
Post by Hilary Jocelyn – I suddenly and urgently want to be somewhere else.
She did not know the difference between a bacteria and a virus.
Hello, sun in my face ” she writes