I've been listening to Janis sing that song. I wonder how many pieces of your heart you can lose and still be able to love. I know the more love you give, the more love you have. But what about those stolen bits of the heart? There have been several men who shattered my heart... Continue Reading →
More grave markers
Yesterday I went in search of a local "haunted" cemetery. Egg Hill is rather notorious around here. The cemetery has been vandalized so many times that there is a definite possibility of being arrested by going there. I went in broad daylight, had camera in hand and was walking carefully between the graves so I... Continue Reading →
Life of a copy editor
A favorite author of mine, Darynda Jones, posted this on her Facebook page. "What I really do" -- that's one portion of my reality. "What society thinks I do" -- that's my fantasy. Without the getting arrested part that would be sure to follow.
Gardening
I hate gardening. Let's just get that out of the way up front. Hate, hate, hate. I don't mind watering. I love seeing the the flowers in bloom. I love using the herbs and flowers that grow in the garden. It's the dirt I hate. It's the digging in the dirt, lugging the dirt, filling... Continue Reading →
In search of history and original markers
I took a day's vacation and went in search of history. I found some. In order to get to it, I had to take a hike. This is the view from the car, looking up to the cemetery. I was only able to drive 1/2 way up the hill. This is the view from the... Continue Reading →
Baby’s getting older
I got an email from the vet. It was a "Happy birthday, Miss Iggy" card. My little baby is getting older. When Iggy was about seven years old she left her place in the building down the street and went looking for a home. The woman who took care of her for years started working... Continue Reading →
It's My World 