My dog climbs in to
bed and noses her way down
beneath covers… sleep.

Visiting my mom
Early morning rituals
coffee, sudoku

Nestled ‘tween mountains
place of mem’ries and good friends
Bennington, Vermont

Kris writing his songs
short jingles making up the
sountrack of our life

Ev’ry album that
she has put out – it brings joy
Christine Kane’s my fav

Sky: dusty yellow
Wind: sharp and picking up pace
Midwest Thunderstorms

Alone in the house
windows open, house breathes air
lots of time to write

West side in fifties
If you’re not looking you’ll miss
It’s called Kashkaval

Blanket and basket
Finding perfect spot outside
Picnics with the dogs

Back porch ceiling fan
cold beer, laughs, competition
we’re playing Mille Bornes

Lazy afternoons
walking downtown with a friend
sunlight, laughter, smiles

Staying up too late
talking politics, loving
my sturdy soapbox

Morning drives to work
my phone rings and it is time
daily chat with M