My blogs only color comes from the words posted on it. I don’t know how to add purples or blues or pictures of chipmunks eating bread at my feet. I am meeting with a friend on Friday to try and remedy some of this. Her blog is great, Emilyism.com. Her conversations with her audience are lively and she has pictures. So, please hang in there with me…I am working on making the blog more visually interesting. Below is another excerpt from my book, Mind Without a Home.
Three is not a good number; it is a chair missing a leg.
I’m too tired to think ink. To think word. To think of pen, scratching its way across freeways, between cars deadened to their role in pollution and war. So much depends upon concern for the squirrel who just got flattened on Route 10.