Journey's End

I began my travels with map in hand My start point the beginning Roads carefully planned
Cherry

The Prodigals

She crushed us into boulders, curled us into roses. Rejected. Not the perfection she wanted. In this sin-bin we strike cubist poses.

Peace

I’m done with fighting. That is what I’m done with. Rise, o thousand words, And screech like pyrotechnic birds The chorus in my throat, Peace, not Crows or spears or medals, only

HOW WE GOT MAPLE SYRUP AND SUGAR

There is an old Native American legend about how we came to have maple syrup and sugar and has been told from generation to generation...let me share it with you.

They Work Beside You

They Work beside you…. Stand next to you in the grocery line…. Sit next to you at a restaurant…. Laugh with you at parties… Pray with you at church….

A head cold for society

For I am a man, who knows no illness, No scented candles, no natural cure,

Golden Delicious

(Edit 29.04.2010) A tree that grew outside their kitchen window...

Windover Hill

Wilmington

Shopping List

a shopping list, what else?

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