Tag Archives: longing

The quest for pumpkin creamer and so much more…

Posted on September 21, 2020 by Kathy

Have you ever woken up in the morning with a yearning for…a yearning for…and you can’t say quite what you’re yearning for…? You want something. Your heart wants something. But you cannot articulate what you want.

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Longing

Posted on October 2, 2018 by Kathy

Do you ever wake up on a Tuesday morning with an undefinable longing?  It palpitates near the heart, perhaps, beating its insistence with a red drumbeat whispering, “Please, please, please.” Of course a mere human can’t figure out what longing … Continue reading →

Posted in October 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , | 53 Comments

The lives we didn’t live.

Posted on August 1, 2014 by Kathy

Sometimes I mourn that I’m not living so many other lives. Didn’t you want to be…a sailor on board a ship, sailing the world round, salty and carefree under tropical seas, watching whales dance, whispering to porpoises telling them secrets … Continue reading →

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A tale before supper of sunrise, caterpillars & ghosts

Posted on September 19, 2013 by Kathy

Ohmygoodness!   I’m feeling a creative high lately.  After at least two months of ho-hum suddenly I’m wanting to blog every day!  (Don’t worry, it probably won’t continue to happen, although you never know, she said with an evil grin.) … Continue reading →

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“We shall not be tamed!”

Posted on September 18, 2013 by Kathy

The Buick’s windshield covered with heavy dew obscures our road in blurry wet shapes.  Up ahead–just to the left!–oh look, it’s a coyote.  No, it’s a fox.  Darn it, it’s a blurry wet windshield reflection moving into tall waving grasses. … Continue reading →

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The great and powerful longing

Posted on April 25, 2013 by Kathy

I awoke this morning thinking about–and feeling–longing. The longing, like a swirling snake of energy, which has lived with me since I was a wee putter-snapper.   Do you live with longing? Oh, she can be a challenging guest, that … Continue reading →

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