MADE IN ITALY This is a cookie jar from before the arrival of me. At one time it sat in a corner of Granny’s kitchen. One of the mysteries of the cookie jar was the wonder of what it might hold. It was never the same and it never failed to provide joy. Today, this … Continue reading Made in Italy

As I go through life changes, common to us all, I tend to seek alternative answers. This can be difficult as I am not always sure what the question really is. On these travels, there are no set guidelines, only a journey to somewhere familiar, only without benefit of location, direction or means of travel. … Continue reading I Remember (This one is probably not suited for many.)

This is my Mom, Betty. I love my Mom but I don’t always like her. She and I don’t really jive as far as our common interests. In that respect, I must have some of her, because we are who we are and there ain’t much going to change any of it. I possess many … Continue reading Sarah Jane and Betty Jo