Photo Journey in Cancerworld, Pt. 1

I didn’t set out to create an album tracing the stops along the way of my experiences with ovarian cancer, but it seems I did document these first steps. One day I was the usual ebullient creature that I am. Then, BAM! I happened to notice in my bathroom mirror that something was amiss inContinue reading “Photo Journey in Cancerworld, Pt. 1”

Side A: The Boomers are Bummed; Side B: Long Time Coming

I’m one of them, a latter-day hippie-boomer going down memory lane in a funk.  First Jeff Beck. Then David Crosby. Yeah, a one-two punch in the gut. I’ll admit, I wasn’t a big Beck fan back in my teeny-bopper days, but it was hard to escape the Yardbirds in the late 60s when the “BritishContinue reading “Side A: The Boomers are Bummed; Side B: Long Time Coming”

You’ve Got a Friend in Music…aboard the Queen Mary 2!

I wouldn’t have been on this seven-night cruise aboard my beloved QM2 had it not been for music. As some of you know, I sailed the world’s only ocean liner in 2019 on a World Voyage that took me to ports in 22 countries in 108 days. Needless to say, the cruise of a lifetime.Continue reading “You’ve Got a Friend in Music…aboard the Queen Mary 2!”

Shaking Hands

In my previous blog, “The Hands of a Poet, the Hand of a Poet,” I issued my readers a challenge:  Write a 50-word piece in any genre—flash fiction, poetry (haiku, tanka, etc. welcome), memoir—that tells the story of the photograph. The most moving response came from my sister-in-law, Patti Bourne, who lives in Lyons, NY.Continue reading “Shaking Hands”

Hands of a Poet, Hand of a Poet

Once upon a time there was a blog I created, Vagabond Poet, which after several years became for a short while Vagabond Poet Redux. Not too long after my husband Roger died in 2017, I discontinued the blog. But its still there at, if you’re curious. Then, in deep Covid era in mid-2021, IContinue reading “Hands of a Poet, Hand of a Poet”