A Change of Heart . . .

The coffee shop empties as the morning shift locals make their exit, and the noise level quiets to a low hum. Staring into space, I absentmindedly…

Missing Pages . . .

“Fa Caldo!” It’s hot! I hear the phrase again and again, as the temperatures along Lake Como have been hovering in the low 90s for days.…

I wake up long before my alarm, my bladder is in charge these days. I don’t get up right away. Instead I lay in bed and…

Happy New Year Friends! It’s been a little more than five years since I created my blog. Using personal stories and photographs I opened a small…

The mail store is busy and I don’t have much time. I’m hoping they have a computer that can read the contents of a CD I…

Words with Strangers . . . Words with Friends is my guilty pleasure. It satisfies my psyche on so many levels. My competitive side loves to…

The pier is packed. Spectators six deep watch the finals of the Vans US Open of Surfing below. I wedge myself into the crowd trying to…

“Home . . . I’m on my way “ It took a split second to recall why I had written those words . . .…

Love is in the air . . . well not for me, but I’m certainly surrounded by it lately. A few weeks ago I sat under…

We gather around the dining room table, our small, intimate writers group. Sipping tea and coffee, and snacking on popcorn, each of us takes a turn…