Chasing Rainbows

I’m hearing Joni Mitchell and Sting in my memories, that time in my life when I lived on a rainbow. With my Baby Sister and our handmade dolls, in our handmade cloths, digging our handmade garden.

We were well tended. Life was mud pies and ants in our pants. It was a simple way and it’s now the past.

Today, as are most days around here, it’s all about the simple things.

Today I’m chasing rainbows.

Rainbows on my kitchen walls.

That’s all for now.