A NEW SEASON

Stale thoughts and old dreams are melting; snow that slowly shrinks in the presence of sunlight. New promise springs forth, blossoming into hope and fresh dreams, never thought of before now. Memories of loss and mistakes made become soil for new learning and ideas. The anticipation of the coming season, when flowers bloom and fruit

THE CHRISTMAS TREE

What is your fondest memory about the Christmas tree? Mine is this: We always went out into the woods to cut our tree. Then we would come home to a warm house, which was exquisite after being in the cold. We put Christmas music on while we decorated it. I couldn’t really see the tree

OCTOBER

Orange pumpkins are piled up in fields and stores; Capturing imaginations, Teasing every child who anticipates Halloween. Odors of wood smoke and carotene drift through the air, Bringing back fond memories. Evenings are crisp, heralding overnight frost. Retreat into a warm house feels good.

FIRST TIMES

I vaguely remember My first day at school. New clothes and supplies, Help finding my desk.   I clearly remember My first recital. My mom, the piano, “Bicycle Built for Two.”   And then there’s that memory That can trouble my soul: so big, overwhelming. First day in Junior high,   I’m pleased to remember