A Little Christmas Sharing
Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce! Continue reading
Dad always called my daughter, Natalie, an “old soul.” Maybe because she’d listen to his old Julie London and Frank Sinatra records and knew those lyrics better than most of the contemporary music or because she read the poetry he liked, could recite Donald Hall and Pablo Neruda (in Spanish), and even wrote her own poetry that was spellbinding in its ability to discern truth and display a keen knowledge of nature. Continue reading
and if we’re very fortunate we might hear why in the comments section or maybe she’ll supply us with a blog post. And, I am giving this one to her because I don’t have this song. Most people I wanted to forget, I don’t have a song associated with. 😀 I guess that has made them easier to forget! Continue reading
My draft says that I started this 21 hours ago. It’s kind of funny, but c’est la vie. Life gets in the way and time continues on. Continue reading
Yes, I’m very aware that it’s no longer November, but, you know, I really, really wanted to participate in November Notes but that novel writing thing that will go nameless pretty much took up my life.
So, if you don’t mind, and the hosts don’t mind, I’d still like to play. This is for “The Girl from Ipanema.” Continue reading