If there was a word that existed to describe the opposite of a hoarder, that would describe my mother.
Author Archives: Kathy Simmons
Fallen Leaves
Fall leaves fall, die flowers away, Lengthen night and shorten day, Every leaf speaks bliss to me, Fluttering from the Autumn tree… Emily Jane Bronte
Autumn in Connecticut
“And all at once, summer collapsed into Fall.” Oscar Wilde
Birds on a Wire
We wait for the perfect time, missing it entirely..
Love Letter to Ireland – the Gift of My Mother
A tribute to my mother
Memories of a Fifth Floor Walk up
You never forget your first NYC apartment…
Into the Woods
“And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul.” – John Muir
The traveling swan
“To move, to breathe, to fly, to float, to gain all while you give, To roam the roads of lands remote, To travel is to live.” Hans Christian Andersen
THE BURREN
Derived from Gaelic, meaning “Stoney place” the views of the Burren, located in West County Clare, Ireland, are truly out of this world and are often described as similar to a moonscape. I had the good fortune to visit the area this summer and although windy, dark and rainy, it only added to the appeal…Continue reading “THE BURREN”
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge “Green”
“How sweetly lies old Ireland, Emerald green beyond the foam, awakening sweet memories, calling the heart back home.” This challenge proposed a challenge for me having just returned from a one week jaunt in Ireland, my mother’s homeland and the magical country often referred to as “a thousand shades of green.” The many photographs I took displayedContinue reading “Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge “Green””
Shangri-La 