645pm Sunday 7 January, 2018.
The eve’s light has a soft, golden tone to it.
The air is a’buzz. The cicadas, frogs, birds, insects create a cacophony of chaos.
The grass is green, the trees in flower, the sky a tru sky-blue.
Mendozza just came back from the skatepark. He’s nowadays a committed daredevil on his scooter. He just hopped in the pool when I told him he needed a shower.
Angelo watches episode after episode of various TV series… Heros, Going Bad, Game of Thrones… he can spend days in front of the tube doing the netflix boogie.
Been a relaxed and busy last few days… Family comings and goings, parties ending, New Year’s beginning.
I have to go back to work soon.
And my new-Ink itches…
You may wonder where the design came from… 
Smiles
The Native Iowan 
Thanks as always,
w.
By: Willis Eschenbach on January 7, 2018
at 9:55 am
And so it goes,,,,, the holiday high starts to wane and back to an easier existence. I love the gatherings but enjoy the peace and solitude once it ends. I am sure 2018 will bring you many blessings, Enjoy and be thankful. Peace,
By: Jane Leaven on January 7, 2018
at 8:41 pm