"Not all those who wander are lost." – J. R. R. Tolkien
It was a stand-off of epic proportions, the air as fraught and full of tension as that between Kellyanne Conway and every sane member of the mainstream media. My two-year-old son and I stared at each other over the rim of the fish tank lid, his bright blue eyes looking defiantly into my green ones.... Continue Reading →
ON FRIDAY'S I (OCCASIONALLY) HIGHLIGHT OLD FAVORITES FROM MY PREVIOUS BLOG, "FROM THE TOP OF THE STAIRS." I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE RE-RUNS AS MUCH AS I DO... --- Being the Christmas season, I once again find myself thinking back on my grandparents--especially my Grandma--who personified the Christmas spirit. This is just a small snapshot... Continue Reading →
Spring runoff thundered through the sunlight-dappled creek. “KerSploosh!” Stitch hurled in, black tail disappearing into the culvert under the dirt road. Savannah sobbed as we watched, helpless. Downstream, we cheered his exhausted, lumbering climb out. “What a ride!” his eyes exclaimed. Microstories must answer the weekly contest question in exactly 42 words. It's harder than... Continue Reading →
As promised, here’s the next part of my “creative journey” story. Turns out I have quite a bit to say, so today’s post will focus on my writing, followed tomorrow by photography, and then, who knows? --- Growing up, I never felt like I had any creativity. I can’t sing (trust me when I say... Continue Reading →
Today I am sending out a happy birthday wish to Josh as he turns the big 28! Since you aren't home to help me with my math homework, I didn't have time to write a new story. Instead, I've revamped this older one. Oh - but I did have time to peruse the family photos... Continue Reading →
I don’t remember if it was spring or fall, but it was THE perfect day: brilliant blue sky, fluffy white clouds, and an expanse of emerald grass that, in memory, was so much softer than any I've felt since. We were in the small neighborhood park tucked neatly into the ravine behind the apartment my... Continue Reading →
living life on the back roads 