His So-Called Old Life

I SHARED a short conversation with my grandnephew, Jared, many posts ago.  I am now writing another,  this time a dialogue with my sister. (Note:  I heard this conversation this morning.  It was partly in Tagalog, except for his last reply which was in English.) Jared:  You know, I miss the times when I need … Continue reading His So-Called Old Life

Treasures found when I looked up in the sky.

A fresh line of engine smoke lingered across the sky.  It was beautifully captured next to an old, withering tree. I'm sure the tree was magnificent as the jet line.  I love looking up in the sky. You'll just be surprised with what sight comes next. That line and the dried branches colliding above.   Writing … Continue reading Treasures found when I looked up in the sky.