Another Sunday Morning
Another early Sunday morning Taylor was soundly sleeping The only sound his snoring And Christmas singing Jingle bells rocking As … Continue reading Another Sunday Morning
Another early Sunday morning Taylor was soundly sleeping The only sound his snoring And Christmas singing Jingle bells rocking As … Continue reading Another Sunday Morning
My feet hurt. My shin splints screamed. My hips were ready to give out, each step a labor in pain. … Continue reading Eyes Wide a Face
Hello morning glory This is our story. I choose to see what I see My perspective so important to me … Continue reading Waited for the Sun
Walt enters my mind quite a bit when I’m on the ferry. He’s got a way with words; and he … Continue reading A Promise to California
Heading to the office in San Francisco early this particular September morning brought quite a few thoughts into my head. I couldn’t … Continue reading Sunrise on the Hills, Voices of the Night
This beautiful poem written by George Sterling at the turn of the last century about the city we both love going … Continue reading The City By the Sea — San Francisco
Heading home to Sausalito on this particular evening from the office in San Francisco brought quite a few thoughts into … Continue reading FACING west, from California’s shores
Not to be outdone by the harvest moons of the previous two nights, Sunday morning 18 September 2016 brought with … Continue reading Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun
With week one in the books, this Saturday morning greets me with the sun rising through the clouds. Not even … Continue reading Week One
What if you could choose from every single moment of every single life you’ve ever lived? And for every moment … Continue reading My Moment in Rewind