The butterfly tree

They hang by the dozens richly embellished vibrantly hued be- jeweled colorfully stroked by the creator each one a masterpiece floating on their stone studded wings gracefully they land onto their haven the peerless butterfly tree who knows why amidst all trees in my humble garden this one gets to be touched by divinity…..

“A Bookworm in Italy”

A  Long time ago, in Italy Lived a bookworm , who was such a “Cutie” That whenever, ‘it’ crawled from his vicinity The duke of Pisa, leaned out to pet  it Soon, the duke’s  tower began to lean dangerously So he asked the worm to stay in with him The worm thought long and deep…

Bookworms in Italy – A little something, for my baby girl!

My daughter turns Eight in May. Every year, I let her choose a theme that interests her. This year, she chose books and pizzas. Both her favorites, though not always in that order! She just  couldn’t make up her mind about which to drop. So, we  decided to combine the two.  We are now doing,…