Lovers of the past
This weather has me drifting back. To old loves.. to how we discovered the triumph of love in each other.. how time and differences kept us from being together.. the eventual sadness of parting… and back around again to friendship. The sweet sharp tang of calling up and saying “Hey~ I thought about you the other day” and to feel their... [Read more...]
Musings #2
Say one person speaks two languages, while the other speaks only one language. its the responsibility of the person who speaks two languages, to speak in the language they can both understand. Read More →
Pandora internet radio
Hello, my faithful flock of mysterious and ridiculously amazing readers of MyLittle Pail. Have you noticed yet how cute the acronym is-MLP? I like it. It’s easty to type, easy to say. So! back to our post! I’m keeping it light and fluffy for you today, as it’s right before an American holiday that inspires fierce love-of-country attitude. Do... [Read more...]
About a fire-three letters
From Burning Man-Letter #1 I got my Who/What/When guide and on Page 3, the most gorgeous Asian woman is photo’ed against the desert sky. She struck me, and I looked closely at this photo several times. Being a detail oriented person, you could say I memorized her face. Fast forward- The week at Burning Man was ground tilting, amazing; a breathless... [Read more...]
Introduction
Come with me, as we travel back in time… To a day, long, long ago, in 1982. I was about 9 years old, living with my parents on a lake in the valleys below Mt. Rainer in Washington State. My mother and I were in the sitting room/library, just off the master bedroom. It was late morning on a Sunday. We had had breakfast, and the light was muted... [Read more...]
