...the moon is the guiding light. The air is crisp, birds are none to be found. Autumn hangs on, like the last leaves to fall. Muted green of olive bushes, alone reflect golden beams. The clock has spent its time. Alas! the days are longer, the light is stronger, and winter won't be far. Sleep [...]
Taking pictures helps me get in touch with feelings. Thoughts generally rush through my mind, and a mix of emotions, negative and positive can be all tangled up. When I go out with my camera, and interpret my surroundings, the scenarios I play back are put on hold. Energy re-emerges in the waves beating against [...]
A recent visit to Stillwater revealed new and exciting discoveries. Even though I came here many times before it was easy to skip over details of the city, as I was busy going back and forth across the river, to be with my aging mother. Now she is gone, but not forgotten, for she taught [...]
Evelyn went to heaven Through the gates of evermore. To her friend, she said, "Rock once more." By TiffanyCreek
Faribault, Minnesota is a lovely, well preserved town, about one hour and a half straight south of Minneapolis/St. Paul. One of the earliest European settlements in Minnesota, it is filled with beautiful architecture, and prominent institutions.
Florinda Udall, born in May 1833, died at age 11 years and 8 months, on January 25th, 1845. She was the daughter of Alva and Phebe Udall, from Hiram, Ohio, and had one brother, named Edward. She was a schoolmate of Lizzie Atwood Pratt and Lucretia Rudolph Garfield. Lizzie Atwood records the death of Florinda [...]