Grace in gratitude
The humbleness of our spirit
Thanksgiving’s healing
I hope each end every one of you felt blessed and loved today…and on all days.
poetry, prose, and photography

A question of mine
How many cups of garlic
Becomes “too many”?
Ah, I adore garlic, and am not afraid. Fortunately, my wife shares my delight.
It is important
To respect people’s boundaries
Not all hugs are safe
I want my home
To be worthy of flowers
Bedecked with candles
And the fragrances
Of breads, sweets
And teas, swirled into
A wondrous blend
Of my heart’s delights
This dream of my youth
Needing to be loved widely
This thing: “Popular“

What can we now do
To face down our culture’s rage
Find a path to peace