I still daydream of you, we'd travel down to Ponchatrain put our feet in the water and smell the rain.... those long light days golden...

Day is changing colors now rose above, and mist and blue between is settled in peaceful in the gloaming... lights come on, and dogs come...

Night air....street light glow.. The little moments, Imbued with the traces of all you are... softly shining threads of the fabric……that...

I love the hours when the shadows get long Sunlight melts to mellow amber welcoming the satisfaction and jollity of a good day done. The...

Swimming in reverie…. Crystalline warm breezes, performing from my whole soul….and roses…Huge, fat, velvet lipped and languid, drowsing,...

Whispers of languid raindrops, patter across courtyard ferns, from a pre-dinner rain, mingling petrichor with night jasmine and roses…...

The light is changing, bringing a lovely golden hue to dappled afternoons....bathing brisk breezes with a sense of festive expectation...

In theaters across the world, this moment is the same, and I love it dearly, with all my heart. After the comforting dissonance and...

There are moments I happen upon, little lovely surprises that at once, captivate me in the present experience as enchanting, and send me...

I miss the smell of those tall, thin Florida pines and cypress and scrub. The sun warmed brown scent of pine needles underfoot on those...

That would be Southern comfort food. Food has always called to me as a fascination, a joy, an art, and a way to express love and a little...