Monday, October 5, 2015


     Optimist Just for Today
This was my week-end. It began wet and ended wetter. By now, the earth must feel like chocolate pudding. It sure looks like it, mud oozing onto the twig-peppered lawns. Pine cones are playfully crashing into each other as the wind gusts lift them from one driveway to the next. Heavy tree branches seem to moan under the weight of the storm's unmitigating fury embracing flying debris from flower pots to birdhouses. So what's a girl to do?

Pour a nice glass of tummy-warming red wine, crawl into the old leather chair with her Winnie the Pooh coloring book, and lose herself in honey.