A most wonderful and nostalgic find in my recipe box a few afternoons ago; I decided to post it today and you will see why. 62 years ago today in 1957, my grandmother-whom we always called Nana-wrote down a recipe for Easy Chocolate Frosting from the back of a Baker’s Chocolate box. Nana always wrote … Continue reading My Nostalgic Find
This poem is based upon a true event. Shortly after my grandfather passed away in August 1974, I found a battered worn down quilt in the corner of my grandparents' living room. I had not seen it before in all my childhood years visiting there. I carefully picked it up, took it home with the … Continue reading A Quilt Whispers
"Be a good steward of your gifts. Protect your time. Feed your inner life. Avoid too much noise. Read good books, have good sentences in your ears. Be by yourself as often as you can. Walk. Take the phone off the hook. Work regular hours." -Poet Jane Kenyon
This poem, written and published in my first poetry collection titled 'Journey On: Beauty and Grit Along the Way, is accompanied by a translation into Latvian. Christmas Dawn I awake in the Christmas dawn light; a shimmering snowfall echoes upon the mountains. Through parted curtains, my curious eyes follow a shaking of snow from pine needled branches. An opera of sun slowly takes over; erasing long blue gray shadows. We lie under the soft warmth of the red plaid comforter, meeting the moment of a gentle and tender us. Ziemassvētku Ausma (Latvian) Es pamostos Ziemassvētku ausmas gaisma; spīdīgs sniegputenis atbalsojas kalnos. Ar šķīrušiem aizkariem, manas interesantas acis seko sniega raupšana no priedes adatas zariem. Saules lāva pārņem opera; dzēšot garas zilas pelēkas ēnas. … Continue reading Christmas Dawn
Walking alone by the roadside, I meander...
This poem first appeared in Journey On : Beauty and Grit Along the Way published in 2012. It has since undergone revision and will appear in the upcoming poetry collection titled Winter's Call. I Won't Leave You You and I have many dusty roads still to walk together, and blood red sunrises we have … Continue reading I Won’t Leave You