Leaves On My Tree

 My mother called me a flibbertigibbet. She was not being insensitive. I am amused by silly songs and anything else for that matter.  I love...

  I enjoy poetry. It is words not quite set to music. If I am writing poetry it is most often in the form of a limerick. I have no idea why....

 When I started school it opened a whole new world for me. I had new friends. And I learned new traditions. May Day was a tradition I knew n...

 When I first came back to this tiny town to retire it was like a paradise. Almost. We have undrinkable water. We have to use bottled water ...

I know who I am - good and bad. To learn that all I have to do is take a look at my grandparents, my parents, and my children.  My father...

I have told you before about my beloved high school. It looks like a castle and sits at the top of a hill. As a matter of fact it is known a...

 I hate secrets. Not secrets about things like a surprise party or Christmas gifts. I am talking about secrets that can affect important thi...