my chunky husband would love me to make my excellent chocolate chip cookies   if I wait too long, I know he’ll buy and eat store-bought...

when the mental and physical exhaustion of being human becomes too much, I wish I could slip on a feathered outfit, finch maybe and sleep...

It’s a dancing branches day laughing green, sweet notes of the windchime, a waterfall sings, birds bank in the wind   the nature we love...