T's Garden

On a beautiful day, we dropped the Caterpillar off for a Scout activity at this camp along the Hood Canal. We had to stop and play at t...

Wise Men Journey, by Joyce Tremethick They journeyed far to seek the Light, a star their compass through the night. Their deare...

Calligraphy from KanjiStyle.com      Did you see the supermoon last night?  Yesterday morning I read that the moon would rise in ...

Another Magpie Tale Take me out of the fishbowl, Take me out to play. Swimming in circles, Day after day... Is that all you think ...

A tip of the hat to Magpie Tales and Lewis Carroll 'Twas silly, but his tapping toes Did nimbly jive with rhythmic air. Was the...

I looked out the window, and what did I see? Snowflakes falling on a flowering tree. March is bringing me a brief surprise, Snowflakes...

The mantle of motherhood wraps around me like a homemade scarf -- sometimes so constricting I can barely breathe, sometimes unfashionable...

Is there anything left to be said about Fall? Poets have probably written it all. But still the leaves blaze in the Sun's lower...