It was the bees that called me back to myself. To my heart, really. One sleek English Whippet on a lead in each hand, I was somewhat groggily stumbling barefoot down our street this morning, taking “the boys” out for their morning walk. My head pounded with a trigger point headache (a chronic problem lodged
There’s been a slight change in title, you may notice. As a lover of words, I always savor language that is well spoken and well written. I’m also one who appreciates the subtle differences between similar words, whether in their meaning or sound. Closely related words each have their own personality and inflection of meaning.