Yesterday, the company around the 100-year old table consisted of three people. As it turned out, not only Carolyn but also Nancy had schedules that conflicted with critique time. Peg, Jane, and I held down the fort. Time flew by as we discussed books, writing, launching a book, and poems. Jane has written a poem […]
Is It Morning Yet?
Morning is here, but you couldn’t tell by looking. It’s dark! It’s rainy! Once again, Nemo looks up at me with apologetic eyes and says there’s no way he’s going out in a downpour. I explain that he could run out, do the necessary, dash back in and have a nice, crunchy bone as a […]
Tiptoe Through My Garden With Me
My container garden is in full bloom, thanks to my family. Friday, the remnants of last year’s flowers still languished in flower pots, leftover leaves lay here and there, and everything was in need of help. Not this morning. This morning, the triangular area in front of my porch is awash with color and beauty, […]
A Dog’s Dilemma
·Nemo got to the door just as a tremendous crack of thunder rattled the window. I heldĀ the door open for him. He looked up at me and said, “You gotta be kidding.” We are in the middle of a pretty loud storm and his dilemma was needing to go out and being afraid to go […]