I originally wanted to start by writing that the summer is half over, but instead I decided it’s still half full. Right?
Tag: music
Friday Philosophy
Thank the Sun
Summer Nights
Retro Patriotism
Oh, beautiful, for spacious skies
(pass-a-grill beach, St. Pete, FL)
Praying
Love is the Prize
Strange Cup of Tea
That Great Street
Come Sail Away
Buona Sera
Simply out of Place
Mystical Tours 5
Mystical Tours 4
Mystical Tours 3
Mystical Tours 2
Mystical Tours 1
Mystical Tours
A tale taken from my real life diary.
Howie Dewin, 1 … Howie Dewin, 2 … Dick Tator.
I typed the strange names into a computer at work—hotel reservations for several different people. Tension knit between my brows. Who on earth used such ridiculous names?
A Peek Inside a Secret Diary
During another era, in a different century, I got to meet my idol. I was nineteen years old. For a long time now, I’ve wanted to write a story about it but wasn’t sure I had enough material.
I wrote a diary when I was younger (now I’m young, then I was younger), and figured I must’ve written about it in there.
Monday Poem
In case you missed my post on Saturday, I entered my first online poetry contest on the Best New Poems site. I’d sure love for you to cast a vote for me. Once you get there, click one of the social media buttons at the bottom of the poem.
In asking for your help with votes, I can’t help but think of this Chicago song (below) from 1977. Thank you to all who voted for me.
The Prince
You know when you have found your prince because you not only have a smile on your face but in your heart as well. ~Author Unknown
Last year at this time, I blogged about a young prince and a maiden who met, fell in love and got married twenty-seven years ago.
On June 1st they are married for twenty-eight years.
This young prince isn’t much of a romantic, but he sure is a fix-it guy. He especially loves cars. Here is the fix-it project he’s working on now.
