~Monday~ The lady sitting in the seat on the opposite side of the bus, and one row up from me had on a multi-colored dress—deep, dark colors of swirled images. She had on dangling earrings that resembled a tiny cluster of grapes, but with each “grape” exactly matching one of the colored swirls in her dress. … Read more
A couple of tidbits from the bus rides today: Two adults were talking to each other in the back, and one asked the other, “So are you happy with your president?” to which a little child traveling with them interjected before the other could answer, “He’s my president, too!” On Hillsborough Street, across the front lawn … Read more
I don’t expect recognition from anyone about anything. It’s enough for me that I recognize my own talents. However, when someone does recognize one of my talents, I consider it an affirmation and it warms my heart.