Most every work day for more than 11 years, Dena wrote a love note, poem or other thought, on a napkin - and tucked it in Marshal's lunch - a ritual of the heart. At the beginning of 2009, Marshal started typing them up. It became our practice to share the Daily Napkin with you, OUR ritual of the heart. Then, in October 2015, Marshal retired, so the whole dynamic changed. Dena took several months to re-evaluate and decide what she was going to do. Since she is also simplifying, she is in the process of incorporating all 8 (including this one) websites into one. With that in mind, the poetry of the napkin is now joined with her art and/or photography images. May you enjoy them. May they feed your spirit.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Pumpkins

Pumpkin…
Ever think what a strange word that is?

Pumpkin on the step
Pumpkin on the table

Pumpkin in a cookie
Pumpkin in a pie

But, not pumpkin
In my eye, please

And, no pumpkin mask
‘cause all that icky, hairy stuff and smell
Eeeyuuu!

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