(Originally posted March 19, 2017) Along with my poppies and other wildflowers, my birds’ sunflowers are blooming. As with the last burst of yellow blooms, I admit I am not the sower of the seeds. Instead, I give full credit to the multitudes of finches and other wild birds who frequent the front yard feeder….
Author: Joan
Part of My Heart is Headed for Portland
(Originally posted January 3, 2017) My daughter Michelle moved today. It’s not the first time she’s moved away. She lived in San Diego for seven years. Then things happened. The economy turned. She needed a place to stay until she could get back on her feet. It was only supposed to be for a short…
No Ordinary Rainstorm
(Originally posted November 5, 2014) My dad loved to tap dance. Even into his late 80s he would don his shiny, black shoes and tap his way across the kitchen floor in rhythmic precision. He loved to perform and was part of a senior dance troupe in Fresno, known as the New Wrinkles. Just before…