Answering the Call
As I stepped over the weathered wooden bridge I heard the loose sand rustle like sand paper doing its refining on each plank.
As I stepped over the weathered wooden bridge I heard the loose sand rustle like sand paper doing its refining on each plank.
I was introduced to Toastmasters a little over a year ago…
Grateful to feel. Reflective of the past and the present. Soaking me the words…Follow me. At the age of 15 he was my musical hero. I bought a 12 and […]
Those were the words I heard from a friend a little over a year ago. Because quite frankly I never thought about it but now I was giving it consideration […]
I search for a photo to go with this post but found none. None as fitting as the one I see in my mind. Close your eyes and let these […]
My friend Marianne MacKenzie has this on her blog so this will be a short introduction. Shortly after a number of us got involved with Gavel Clubs we began to […]
It was 47 years ago today when we heard these words. When I envision an eagle it’s almost always in flight but, sooner or later it must land. It’s […]
There are times when you need hundreds of words to describe your thoughts or feelings. Then are times when less is more. Random Shorts will be a few of my […]
It was 1996 and I was working as the Promotions Director for 2 local radio stations when Ron and Denise walked back into my life. We had known each other […]