A Sashiko Life
You might say she stitched her life in a loose-wove cloth [Read More…]
Category: A Woman’s Words
Why I Collect Cobalt Glass
Old enough to know she shouldn’t touch them,
although she often did.
Old enough to sound out the words
embossed on their labels:
Evening in Paris
Perfume
Cologne
Eau de Toilette
Toilet water in a bottle?
She would puzzle the why of it.
Breakfast in Bed
Opening my eyes to exit the stage of an instantly forgotten [Read More…]
Planned Obsolescence
I lie here beside you sleepless enumerating priorities of issues and [Read More…]
One Fearless Force
Oh my dear sisters, What is happening to our children? From [Read More…]
The Crushed Velvet Swatch
It wasn’t cut to any specific geometrical shape, just sewn into [Read More…]