Vanilla Amarylla

Every year for the last few years we have a growing group of ladies at the church who have a Amaryllis race… some time in November we plant our bulbs.. (those who actually know what they are doing use the same bulb from the year before – mine always dies before she can be rebornContinue reading “Vanilla Amarylla”

The covid truth

here we sit, all of us behind walls, banging, screaming, cryingfor the first time awarefor the first time claustrophobicthe masks that we once wore with easenow rob us of our breath. We stare at the wallwe move from chair to chairwe stare at our screensand we act as thoughthis is something new. for a decadeContinue reading “The covid truth”