happy birthday, loolie

Today would have been Loolie’s 13th birthday. The two Rons, my friends in LA,  sent me this poem by Robinson Jeffers. I will read it aloud at Sand Beach when I scatter Loolie’s ashes. I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours. The House Dog’s Grave (Haig, an English bulldog) I’ve […]

love is never lost

Did you ever notice when you fall in love that your heart expands so much that there suddenly is room in it for everyone you ever loved, hey even everyone in the entire world including those that wronged you in some way? Some might believe that having one’s heart broken means love was wasted or […]