Ain’t too proud to beg, sweet darlin’

A wonderful, local restaurant, The Public House, asked Chattanoogans to honor a mom in their life by writing a poem about her.  In response, I wrote a (for newer readers who might not know, I lost my mom to cancer when I was a little girl and my MIL has been a...

She was born to be wild…

…and she's the one that got away.   April, 2012.  Near Regensburg, Bavaria, in a centuries-old park.  Ellie and Walter were kind enough to share details of their visit there in words and pictures.  Walter captured a...

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