The golden door closed;
Wretched masses turned away
As the Lady wept.
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The golden door closed;
Wretched masses turned away
As the Lady wept.
© 2017 All rights reserved
I was heading into the house on a summer day in 1999 when I found a pigeon sitting on the stoop in front of the back door. As I approached the back door, the pigeon did not fly off and even when I stood in front of it, it did not move. I sat down on the stoop next to it and was able to pet its head and as I did, I noticed a band on its leg. It was a racing pigeon. Up close, its colors were gorgeous. Not just gray feathers, but emerald green and purple and black adorned its head and chest. I had no idea a pigeon could be so pretty. Continue reading
I never know how to answer someone who asks me what I’m thinking because I’m rarely thinking about just one thing. Typically, there are multiple thoughts running through my head at any given time and all of those thoughts are accompanied by background music – song fragments that play in my head like the background music you hear at the mall. This is particularly noticeable in the mornings because when I wake up, there is a song, or a fragment of a song, already spinning round and round in there and it will often continue for an hour or two. Continue reading
Before I brought home our first Saint Bernard puppy I did a lot of research about Saint Bernards and giant breed dogs in general. Because I’ve always lived with dogs, I wasn’t interested in learning more about general dog care, but rather, the types of things I needed to consider before bringing home a puppy that would eventually be the size of a full-grown man. Continue reading
Every now and then I get sucked into someplace on the internet that I just cannot stop visiting. Over the years I’ve gotten sucked into online games, message boards, Facebook or even…WordPress. My latest obsession, one that has been going on for the past few months, is so fascinating that I’ve decided to share it with all of you. So here you go, a live feed of the town square in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. (Although the photo of the feed looks like it was taken in the early fall, if you click the arrow, you’ll see the cold Wyoming winter. brrr!)