NYC Christmas

Windows at Lord &
Taylor gleam with holiday
scenes. Small worlds of joy

Times Square

The heart of the world.
Like fireworks that never fade
explosions of light.

Holiday shopping in NYC

Bryant Park transformed,
craft booths shine with baubles, lit
from within  with smiles

Not Lauren Graham

My daughters watch the
Gilmour Girls non-stop, wishing
I were Lorelei.

Thanksgiving – after dinner

Post-tryptophan, we
watch Forrest Gump and digest
the day’s memories.

Thanksgiving – no time for diets

Don’t count calories.
Savor silken pumpkin, tart
cranberries. Taste joy.

Thanksgiving baking

Tempting smells – so strong
they nearly satiate the
appetite – drift by.

Description

We are all in search
of the quote that defines us.
Self in sentence form.

Thanksgiving – all in the timing

I’m the kitchen air
traffic controller, and the
oven my runway.

Puppy love

She said her dog’s paws
smelled like Doritos. “She’s nuts”
I thought. Then I sniffed.