If music be the food of love

Music has been part of my life since I can remember, though I was raised on a pretty strict diet of classical, ‘contemporary Christian music‘, and children’s songs circa the 50’s. From that (actually, no, I absolutely cannot bring myself to label classical music ‘spartan’) auspicious start, I was introduced to pop/rock as a tween,…

Ten Things of Thankful 137 (On time…) #10Thankful

I’m at the table in the breakfast room, freshly washed and pyjama-d. It’s Thursday evening as I write this, and I’m calm, which is truly delightful. This time last trip, I was stuck, panicking, blowing grape-flavored* Hubba-Bubba-Tantrum-Bubbles, wrapped in my kaftan, being talked through the process by my wonderful amazing BlogWife, Beth. “Just do the…

Read me…

Read me… The silent plea of every writer who puts words to page, whether in ink or pixels.┬áRead me… I wasn’t going to write, or, rather, I intended to write something else, then found myself distracted by the idea put forth that all of us here, write to be read. Yes, to an extent we…