I think I was eight years old when I decided I wanted to be a musician. My instrument of choice was the flute. My family lovingly endured my screechy practice sessions. I think we would all agree I was not destined to musical greatness. The musical talent was given to my brother. To me it seemed so easy for him....
Is it a particular sight, sound, aroma or place? I'm learning to slow down and pay attention to all that's around me. It was a beautiful Colorado day when my husband and I decided to take a train trip on the Durango Silverton Narrow Gauge Railroad. Early in the morning we arrived and boarded the train. Snacks were served. The...