On my way to work, I used to pass an old stone church that became an elementary school. A beautiful garden surrounded the school entrance. I often stopped and took pictures of the flowers in the garden: peonies, irises, roses, pansies, and marigolds....

origin myth: much before a further future elsewhere,you met in a drawing class From danilo machado's (telling) Our lives are composed of stories. Our stories are our experience. We are the sum of our experience. Our details. Our yesterda...

I remember skyIt was blue as inkOr at least I thinkI remember skyI remember snowSoft as feathersSharp as thumb tacksComing down like lint Laura Benanti singing "I Remember" from Stephen Sondheim's Evening Primrose Pay attention. Be astonished. Tel...

"You may be standing, sitting, strolling or rolling by the alcove on Wylie Street, between Selman and Kenyon Streets, in the space known as Reynoldstown Alcove Memory Park, or RAMP for short, updated in 2020. It features an 1896 railroad map of the r...