Becoming a Pickle

I worked all day again, copying old posts, pasting them into the website blog. I watched the snowfall outside my… Read More

My Source of Peace

I worked again yesterday copying my posts from the Marshmallow Ranch Facebook page over to www.marshmallowranch.com. I feel this sense… Read More

I hold my breath all winter for this day! I really, really try to like winter. I’ve tried making friends… Read More

Before too long, we’re going to be out and about…hiking, camping, fishing…and there’s something out there you need to be… Read More

It’s not necessarily that I’m a procrastinator so much as it’s being a Gemini. I have to be in the… Read More

I don’t know if it’s because every time I turn around, I read about someone I know dying or not,… Read More

Who kept a scrapbook growing up? My mom had oodles of them. She had page after page of obituaries, memorial… Read More

Ever since Mr. Virgo died, I see birds in unexpected places…bluebirds in particular. They came to me when I sat… Read More

I woke up yesterday after a fitful night. I didn’t close my eyes till 3:30 in the morning…ruminating. That’s what… Read More

The pain of new grief is nearly indescribable. It takes physical form in your body keeping you from drawing a… Read More