Life Before Death

On cold and rainy days, I get a little emotional. Today, being a blustery, blizzard-like, white-out snow day in New York City, I’m even more sappy, I guess. These are the days when the creative juices flow a little freer and it seems fitting to share the fruit borne in other days like this. Life…

Otherwise

I saw this beautiful poem posted on another blog recently and had to share it with you too. Otherwise by Jane Kenyon I got out of bed on two strong legs. It might have been otherwise. I ate cereal, sweet milk, ripe, flawless peach. It might have been otherwise. I took the dog uphill to the birch…