this is Vito at the FBI range for practice
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY to all you amazing role models!
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Tag Archives: poetry
my treasured mitt
I still enjoy throwing a ball and swinging a bat. I go to the batting cages occasionally with my big son and we challenge each other. This pic from my high school softball days. Still have my beautiful first baseman mitt and yes, I treasure it. As a lefty, back then – it was difficult to find. 😘
we’re all a little broken here
not sure where this one manifested from, though I wanted to end this one on a positive note-we do need hope
the gal in the background is a sculpture I made in eleventh grade-I stubbornly didn’t listen to my art teacher and this lady fell apart-too bad
never forgotten
thank you.
olive did you know…
still you do not see
experimenting with words and resolving to write more
buried beneath a storybook
sometimes it feels good to go a little darker…
watershed and sandcastle
II. sweet, sweet Camille
the original layout was really buggin’ me, this is a redo and edit, apologies – couldn’t leave Millie that way –
A glorious Mother’s Day to all you fabulous mothers!
luminous
Happy Mother’s Day to all you wondrous moms!
