The passage of time waits for no one. I knew it was coming. This anniversary of sorts. I knew it was coming and have given myself permission to cry and remember and cry some more. She died on the cusp of November 11th and 12th. I am sure she took her last breath on November … Continue reading Time
I woke this Saturday morning to a chilly, grey sky peppered with flecks of snow that were lazily making their way to earth with no particular destination in mind. I lay there for quite some time, warmly nestled in a cave of blankets, thinking of this and that; getting lost in memories and pulling the … Continue reading Butterfleas
It’s overcast today. It’s the kind of day that comes before the earth has thawed but after most of the snow has gone; the kind of day where the wind is so still you can almost hear the river rising, pushing against its’ banks almost a mile away. I don’t mind these kind of days … Continue reading First day of Spring
I woke with the word petronome in my head. I had never heard of the word before. It sounded very close to Petronius, a word which I had heard of or read at some point, but for the life of me, couldn’t remember whether it was a person, object or place to visit. Of course … Continue reading Petronome
My Name is Margaret 