Peaceful Mornings

I sit curled up in my papasan "circle" chair that I desperately wanted for so many years, and finally received at Christmas so long ago now that I cannot even remember, and I am ready to write.  The white-grey light of this cold December morning in East Texas shining through my apartment blinds; the blue and white lights of my…

Texas, I found my way back…

The lingering question of course is how long this time will I stay?  The answer to which even I do not know, yet.  Let me rewind a little.  Clearly, I have not blogged since earlier this year.  Though many attempts have been made; many subject areas having crossed my mind multiple times a day, I…