Champagne Dreams

This is 2020. Every time I say that I hear Barbara Walters’ voice in my head (for those who are confused by this reference she was the long-time host of the news show 20/20 and would begin every show stating that!!) As we clean up the empty champagne bottles, remnants of fireworks and noisemakers and…

Mirror, Mirror

The winter Solstice has always been a time of intense personal reflection for me.  As I write this in the early morning, my coffee steaming in my cup, the dense fog outside my window has shrouded the garden and my view of anything more then 2 feet from the house. I can hear the mournful…

Copper Penny

We have a jar for spare change sitting on our kitchen counter. Brightly colored coins we collect until the jar is full and then we cash them in to use for treats or pocket money. When I was a young girl, 5 of those copper pennies could get you candy. 25 of them could get…

The Long Goodbye

One of my favorite literary lines opens Charles Dicken’s masterpiece A Tale of Two Cities as he writes “it was the best of times, it was the worst of times”. The brilliant dichotomy of that simple statement has always intrigued me. That line could well sum up the summer of 2018 for me. It was…