A kitchen window. . . .with a time-worn farmhouse sink below.
For once, I'm without many words. . .
I wanted to share these photos with you that--for me--conjure up all kinds
of memories and feelings, likes and desires, dreams and realities. . . .
but the truth is, I have few words to share. . . .
Sometimes perhaps it's better to be silent. . . .
to hold our thoughts dear. . . .
And, sometimes it's best to allow others to do the same. . . .
As I gaze out my own kitchen window,
I have to admit that today
I am content and satisfied with life.