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DementedDementedDemented by EmpyP
“It’s so nice of you to come see me. How are you?”
She speaks with that sweet southern lilt that is like home, but it isn’t. It is more than home, better in some ways. It is the accent of summer vacations and Christmas, snacks and treats at random hours, and carte blanche to do as you like with only the gentlest of reproaches if trouble followed.
She is the woman every child wants for a grandmother and she is mine. Sitting here talking to her, I can’t help but smile, that is the effect her presence has.
“I’m fine. How are you doing?”
“Oh, I’m getting along,” she chuckles. “You know, at my age things don’t always work the way I’d like, but I count my blessings.”
Her voice is the same as it has always been. Her deep brown eyes are just as full of kindness, intelligence, and humor as they were thirty years ago. Her body has grown thinner over the years, the fine lines around her eyes
BibliophileBibliophileBibliophile by EmpyP
It was not love at first sight. Let me be quite clear on that. We spent quite some time avoiding one another and sizing each other up before he finally approached me.
I think my hesitation was all about looks. Maybe it was the torn denim or maybe it was his unshaven face, but I really did think him far too shallow for me. How could this mountain-man slob possibly get me? Could he really understand my subtly, my sensitivity, my unpretentious depth? He could never appreciate my sense of humor. A good sense of humor is important.
I can’t say with any certainty why he was slow to get around to considering me. Maybe he thought me too complicated for him. Maybe he thought me too dull. Maybe I’m too long winded.
But he did get around to me in time. He rejected me quickly but came back in time. When he touched me for the first time, at long last, I knew I’d been too hard on him in my initial estimations. I hadn’t been fair.
His first touch wasn’t anyth