I folded towels fresh from the dryer. After putting away towels for the master bathroom, I returned to find Scout Elizabeth had made herself comfortable. I call this one, “Peel Me a Grape.”
Life through the lens of a Baltimorean quaintrelle
Writer | Blogger | Funny Guy
Fine Art Photography
It's a long way to the store
Notes on a napkin
Just another Allberry site and opinions
To travel is to take a journey into yourself...
Enjoying God's green earth. Especially the English bit.
and peculiar ponderings...
Navigating the second half of my life
Critical. Crazy. Catastrophic.
A Dialogue between Poets
... meaningless observations from a half-deaf introvert navigating cancer and the noise all you other people make
poems | essays | photographs
Scribbles on Cocktail Napkins
It started when I gave up smoking and went from there!
Writer. I drink the coffee then I make the stuff up.