on the glass.
In the hour of not quite dawn...waiting for light
I love it when I catch her smiling for no reason.
I just assume it's about me.
Once and a while, I like to watch the dust dance in that single ray of light that invades my dark room in the morning.
Some days, I make honey tea cake.
I love the sound of eggshells cracking against the countertop, the sparkle of sugar drizzling out of measuring cups, and pouring thick, smooth,...
When I was a kid, I used to love watching raindrops from inside the car.
I'd watch drops of water swell and roll down the face of the passenger-side window, crashing into smaller...
The leaves a gentle yellow, dappled still
With green; the evening a deep’ning blue,
With dizzy silver faces peeking through
All thrumming drunk on sunset’s rosy thrill.
Each brush of...
Today I was very fortunate to sit in on a forum of six scientist and professor rock stars that work on (among other things) finding intelligent life throughout the galaxies.