Belly Up to the Bar Boys . . . in your dreams . . .
When I saw Cressida’s post I immediately related: I took a belly dancing class once. (The only thing I lacked was the right costume) I listened to Santana in the late 60’s. (when it was harder than...
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Green Haiku Attended Berkeley education up in smoke Few sat on the grass* *ALL reference to personal experience is unequivocally denied except for the fact I graduated from the University of...
View Article“Each day comes bearing it’s own gift. Untie the ribbons.” (BAH)
That was the writing prompt today in the journal class. I don’t like to be reminded I should be happy, grateful . . . I blame it on college – being surrounded by barefoot “flower children”, wearing...
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