After about 3 years without taking a REAL vacation, New York City was the perfect backdrop for my needed mental unplugging. It’s one of...

Mister, under the shimmery tree I wonder if you know Christmas is a special time For humans to show Love to those near and far Warming...

Add some zip to your holiday appetizers this year with these spicy pecans! My first batch is already gone, but there’s still time for...

These trees. A forest surrounds me. I am accustomed to growth. Striving.   Nurturing. ~~~ I accept the boughs above me. There is...

Anhinga birds Open wings Drying Standing by the Water Silent Who will see them As the moon fills? By Paula Timpson

Well, Senior Friends, another Fall is here, with dusk coming earlier and earlier here in Wisconsin. I feel as though I am in the Fall of my life looking at winter coming. We anticipate the beauty of color this time of year. Be that as it may, snow is coming as well as winter chill. If we can appreciate the beauty of color in each day we can choose not to dwell on what is coming tomorrow. Perhaps that is optimistic, but better the glass half full than empty. I hope you can fi

This morning I took a train to Mexico. The track edged along a bottle green sea. The end of the line was the most perfect photo...

My Aunt Dee loved butterflies as much as I do She passed into heaven I asked God for a sign that she was happy As I swam a little in our...

Hello fellow baby boomers! We lived in the best generation yet, I think. Getting my Amazon orders has been challenging. As I said, this...

Today, I am writing about Seniors’ mental health.  I know “mental health” is seen as a dirty word – even today, which is quite...

Flowers were Pressed by Mom in books When I was a little girl Dreaming . . . Mostly violets and bright pure yellow buttercups I remember...

So stinking adorable . . . Courtesy Deanna “McCrazy” Wolverton

It had been snowing since mid-day. The weather report she’d listened to as she dug through the garage for her snow shoes had been dire...

I’m afraid my wings have frayed a bit, torn by unexpected teeth, whipped by winds and thinned by age… I’m not what you recall, But...

M e o w ! ! ~ Courtesy Patricia Lynne ~

Drain the oceans! Leviathan rise! Stand on your tail, turn fearsome eyes on a world cracked and crawling with God’s splintered image, on...

Every true blue southern woman has a junk drawer located somewhere in their home cause we were raised right. Need a needle to sew...

One of the best things about summer is the arrival of fresh tomato season. An abundant crop calls for a savory tomato pie. This delicious...

That’s me in the bath. Shocking, says you. A woman, who hates the bath? You must be havin’ a laugh. But who has time for a long soak?...

Our teen son, in his wisdom, taught me to listen to the birds after my cousin passed from skin cancer. 'Mum, the birds are spirits' Image...

Poetry was made for mothers, scribbling stanzas in stolen moments during bath time, defenseless against sudsy splashes, or silently and...

From ScreaminMamas Headquarters . . . Hug a black cat today – it’s all love! xox

Look for an angel where a feather is found My grandma said there is one around She told me of my guardian angel, too All I could think of...