Author Archives: Jan Morrill
Happy memories Preparing Sunday dinner Damned chopped onion tears Sundays are still the loneliest. The pandemic. My grandkids moving away. My father, fighting cancer. All a perfect storm for a lonelier Sunday dinner than the gatherings that used to fill … Continue reading
A tree in autumn Gold leaves sashay in the breeze Winter harbinger
Is it possible, before this pandemic, I took hugs for granted? I don’t like to think I did, but I certainly never considered there would come I time I couldn’t freely give someone I love a hug. So, as we … Continue reading
Meet Allie–grandchild #2, and our only granddaughter–so far! 🙂 She made these butterfly wings to march in her school’s Easter Parade, which unfortunately was cancelled due to Coronavirus. But she had just as much fun flitting back and forth in … Continue reading
A couple of days ago, while at the pond, I sat on a rock to watch this Mama duck and her chicks. I’d been listening to music while I walked, and Besame Mucho by Andrea Bocelli began to play. My … Continue reading
One of the best things about working from home during this Time of Coronavirus is the walks I’ve taken to the pond. I’ve found myself searching for turtles, whispering “awww” at the baby ducks and geese, watching a Mother Goose … Continue reading
I missed writing a haiku yesterday. Actually, I wrote one, but I’m saving it for April 28. You’ll see why when I post it. But around 9:30 last night, right after I pulled the covers over myself, I thought, “Oh, … Continue reading
______________________________________________________________ Click HERE to read the post that kicked off a month of writing haiku, in celebration of National Poetry Month.
My brain is tired tonight, so perhaps you can help me with a last line? 🙂 ______________________________________________________________ Click HERE to read the post that kicked off a month of writing haiku, in celebration of National Poetry Month.