It  came to her in the night.  After tossing and turning for what seemed hours, deep rem had finally enveloped her, bringing with it a dream of how she would soon wake  and finally have the answers for all the questions in life. 

Clear as glass she could now see all-encompassing solutions and a smile began to play on her lips.  She could hardly wait for the soft morning light to sneak  thru the window, genteelly awakening her from slumber so that she may rise and show the world what…

 Smack in the middle of January's brash bluster, a rare 68 degree day had cropped  up out of nowhere and she was taking advantage of the gift, one she took as a personal sign of a subtle Happy New Year greeting from Mother Nature.  The french doors were wide open allowing a balmy breeze to invade the room.  Both cats had come out of hiding from under her bed to languish in the however brief respite from the winter norm and they were tucked up under her arms,  coiled in circles, creating…

Timothy was what you could call a Free-Range mouse, since he was originally a pet for Michael, who as a typical ten year old  boy with the attention span of a gnat,  had forgotten to latch his cage.  Traps were not allowed in the house since that breakout and even Micheal's  mom now only rarely jumped when he skittered across den floor looking for dropped treats: a crumb for some, constituted a meal for one very small rodent with a darling black nose and grey fur as soft as, well a…

The colors of the holidays could not dispel the grey in her soul.  Two that she loved had passed during the previous months and their memories seemed to drape, over what should be a glorious time of year, a thin veil of melancholy on her life.   Her continual stream of activity: the baking, the shopping, the wrapping, none seemed to enable her to rise above the shroud of what could only be a re-occurrence of mourning;…