Screen doors . . .

through the screen door
a tiny window of light
funnels bits and pieces of life
to me through such a small space
what do I see coming back at me
exploding colors of
yellow and green and
the purple of spring
it's time to renew
our life on earth so
let's rejoice

I Love French Films

I love French films. Am watching now, will write later.

Joshua, Dahlia, Junior and Isaac Ryland

Joshua, Dahlia, Junior and Isaac are part of my family too. They are a strong fine family. I love these photographs, Joshua's Father is my husband. His Mother was Eyvonne who was married to Jim (my husband) for 30 years. Dahlia and Joshua Michael Ryland live in Sacramento, California with Junior and Isaac. They are a wonderful family.



This is Josh Junior carrying water on his shoulder. Junior is high energy, he has a dog named Coco and he is strong and a good boy.



This is Isaac in the snow, more than likely at Tahoe. He is just a baby.



This is the two brothers, Junior and Isaac, together. Always together . . .

Cupcakes

cupcakes are glorious
yummy and such
have one!

Sad Eyes

sad eyes
accompany me
until I remember to smile

Returning from a flight.

I am a semi-migratory bird. I returned on Monday from a flight to Hastings, Florida. I got wet because the weather was bad and the flight was longer than anticipated.

I long for my family and they are scattered to the wind. I am in Tennessee they are in Georgia, Florida, Washington, California, Texas and more . . . keeping in touch means using Facebook, writing and phone calls, but . . . there is nothing like being with them.

Saturday night I was walking the beach in the evening and it was 80 degrees. The next day it was stormy and windy, the temperature dropped quickly. Tornado warnings were in the area and I played in the back yard with my grandsons.

When I got there I asked Cassius what he wanted to do for the weekend. He said, "Everything I want to do." I thought about that for a few moments and said, "Well . . . all right." We made flags out of banana leaves, painted them and tied them to a car that drives around the yard with the boys in it. The flags were lashed and painted beautiful colors.

We built a garage out of blocks and backed a truck into it so Cassius could use his tow truck and hook with a wench to pull the truck out of the garage. We used pastels to draw a butterfly, read and went on walks. I got to know Elijah better and finally felt he was comfortable with me. It was a wonderful weekend.

I am truly blessed as a woman and a bird.