My former friend and co-worker Carol left a legacy of caring.  She traveled life’s difficult roads but took pleasure in gardening, quilting, needlepoint, antiquing, her cars and making a house a home. Many did not see the softer, sentimental side of Carol, only the independent, less conforming picture.  But this I remember, she wrote cards/handmade […]

The night was bitter cold, the sky clear, the moon bright.  The street lamp lit up the dogwood tree again, interestingly, long into the day when it was no longer needed:  Why?  The morning sun sparkled off the icy trees, grass and roadway; today the street lamp darkened. The scene was winter’s prettiest, but danger lurked.  […]

Winter continues.  Snow remains piled an spotty on the ground dirty and gray.  The neighborhood and community look like a wasteland with downed trees and power lines.  Tree limbs lean perilously and pot holes enlarge.  Some are still without power and necessities. I looked out the window and the dogwood remained, looking pitiful until a […]

Another round of brutal winter storms assaulted the neighborhood, and the dogwood tree in front of my house braved the thickening ice until two branches gave way and snapped, broken, dipping their icy tops to the frozen ground.  Two branches remained, stood, standing tall. The night street lamp accentuated the disfigurement and the next day’s […]