Sleet on the turnpike in the middle of the night but I keep driving, both hands on the wheel, nowhere to pull off,

I know very little about computers but I use one for basic needs. Poems, stories, not much more. Like some nice women I’ve known, I’ve discovered computers

When the dogwoods bloom pink and white blossoms create canopies of joy. Donal Mahoney

Walking very slowly, ancient Wall… right behind his ancient Molly who… stepping down the garden path, her first time out in weeks, wobbly still on her new knee.

This black moth flew in the front door of the living room the other night and has been up

She’s at a flower show miles away arranging roses in a vase very carefully.

I’m amazed at the difference between my friend and me. His response to life is so different from mine. I live deep in the city

They’re usually poor people, sometimes considered the flotsam of society, always in the way at the grocery store,

No Supper for a Year My wife looks out the kitchen wind… and tells me the starlings are bac… the same big flock as yesterday strolling around our yard

They are a certain way certain ladies are today no matter where they are summer, fall winter, spring even

A minister’s son married a deacon’s daughter after a long courtship. It was difficult at times doing everything right

Many years ago Miriam’s parents took the kids for the weekend while she and Jack motored north to fish for trout in Montana at Miriam’s request.