Not everything is black and white when it comes to love
Autumn has swooped in like a murder of crows, cawing reminders for their daily share of peanuts or better yet, scraps from last night's dinner. They wait patiently until I step out the front door onto my porch, tossing the tidbits to the front lawn. Then they coo and cluck and caw and wait for… Continue reading She changes everything she touches . . .
"I watch the ripples change their size, but never leave the stream."David Bowie My Very First AUTHORS Mug from CNYRW September has been a month of change, of embracing change, of looking to the future, of letting go of the past.One of these changes deals with my path as Janina Grey. For the last decade… Continue reading Changes
