The puppet Master
The full moon pierced early morning cloud cover, slightly illuminating a long black rope across the blacktop. My task…
All I Have to Do
Waking to…
Distance
Sunday was the day you woke…
Towers
September 11, 2001. New York City, Washington…
Purple
Visiting our daughter in Seattle, I…
Gentle Healer
Sunday morning found me in…
As Long As You Get There
The day ahead held tasks of greater importance in the Kingdom than an extra day of business would provide….
Empty Nets
“Empty nets lying there by…
Aroma of Peace
Amber rays danced through the window as I awakened from somewhat…
Wait of a Heavy Heart
I awoke with a dark cloud over my head like a Saturday morning cartoon. It is not unusual to…