Election Day

I really should have voted for the redhead, but I've heard so many ugly remarks about the Crane family lately. It's tough knowing what to do at the polls. It's hard to know who to vote for any more, and I did much better with the chads. My chads never "hung." Some days, I wish I were an ostrich.  teehee. Linda

 

Dear Friends: Whimsical? What's That?

Dear Friends: Whimsical? What's That?

Whimsical? What's That?

If you can't wear a cheese mustache with style,

or sing out loud  in the car without closing your mouth quickly at the sight of oncoming traffic, or watch in awe at the silent, stillness of a dove in the branches of the tree in the back yard, 

maybe you're low on whimsy.

Whimsy,

   it's what's for dinner.    
     Peace. Love, Linda

There's Always Something Left

Take away the macaroni,

there's still cheese.

The burgers may be gone,

but  not the fries.

The pizza's just a smear of sauce on a box,

but there's still beer.

The peanut butter jar is empty,

but jelly's in the fridge.

Don't sweat.

There's always something left...

right?

Have fun today. There's beauty everywhere.
Peace. Love, Linda

My Artist Friend

Behind the fence

an artist lives

in the fields

and trees

and sky.

Each morning,

new light
feeds me,

His work never ceases...

to amaze me.

Thank you, my friend.

Peace. Love, Linda