Photo by Author Jenny Lane c'est moi!

About Moi~Jenny Lane in Words

I’d like to turn this into a poem, so I can dance between the spaces instead, because after four decades on the planet, I still don’t know how to define myself in words. So, here I go.

Photo by Author Jenny Lane

Jenny, the loving?

Jenny, the changer?

Jenny, the encourager?

Jenny, the artist?

I am Jenny.

I am.

I am.

This is going nowhere fast.

Jenny, the rambler?

Maybe I’ll put some pictures in here to help me illustrate the words along the way.

Baby Jenny, the rainbow was painted by my Aunt, notice it’s backwards. I will draw rainbows this way for the rest of my life. :) Photo by Author’s Mom.

My Mom says I was a pretty happy baby. After my mother’s seventy-two hours of labor (God bless her) guess I decided it was time to come into (pulled into?) this world and give her some happy after that ordeal.

The setting of my childhood was idyllic, a cottage by a lake. Lake in the front, lake in the back (and sometimes in the kitchen.)