But, I’m leavin’ on a jet plane Don’t know when I’ll be back again Oh babe, I hate to go. – John Denver, Leaving on a Jet Plane Another cold day in Florida…another weather-triggered memory brought on by low temperatures, beautiful morning skies, and a penchant for remembering anniversaries of events from the Land ofContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: Farewell and Adieu to You, Fair Spanish Ladies – Sevilla, 18 December 1988”
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Passion (Revisited) – First Time: A Haiku
Hair fanned on pillow Eyes half-closed, smile on your lips “Was this your first time?”
Tempus Fugit: Fractured Memories of Halloween 1972
“There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have the feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well.” ― Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember Fifty years ago, when I was nine (going on 10) years old, I livedContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: Fractured Memories of Halloween 1972”
A Certain Point of View, Too 