Monthly Archives: March 2009

…Reflections of Vermont… Oh, if this old house could talk What a story it would tell It would tell about the good times And the bad times as well It would tell about the love That lived and died inside … Continue reading →

Sonoma, California  March 2009 Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream Really do come true. Over the Rainbow That Old Full Moon! A full moon is often a harbinger of change. It … Continue reading →

Although crowds gathered once if she but showed her face, And even old men’s eyes grew dim, this hand alone, Like some last courtier at a gypsy camping place, Babbling of fallen majesty, records what’s gone. The lineaments, a heart … Continue reading →