Many stories start with the age old phrase, “once upon a time..” And I suppose I could start this story that way, but I’m going to tell you right from the get-go that this is a true story that happened many years ago to my family. We still talk about it from time to time, we’ve dubbed a family legend that is hard to believe. An epic tale. A devil of a tale, you might say, but now I’m getting…
A new month, a fresh slate isn’t it such a joyous event? There is nothing quite like a fresh slate to begin again on, to know that all of yesterday is gone, and tomorrow is not here yet. That what we create today is solely up to us. What will we make of it? The only thing more special, to me, is when a new year begins on the first day of the week. What wonder and joy it beholds…
Pomegranates hold a rather special place in my heart. I suppose that’s a weird statement, because I’ve gotten a little ahead of myself in my storytelling now, haven’t I? This tends to happens when I’m more then just a little excited, and as I said, pomegranates hold a rather special place in my heart. Growing up, my father would procure pomegranates from the grocery, or at least I suppose that’s how he obtained them, because if I’m honest I have…