Grave Heritage is finished except for final readings, edits, and re-writes. This is one of my favorite excerpts. I thought you might enjoy it too. As I drove across our bridge, around the house, and into the garage to park beside Mom’s Toyota, a sense of homecoming met me. I loved the trees that seemingly […]
In Case of Wrinkles, Iron Here
Re-thinking some thoughts from 2013: Am I the only person on earth who likes to iron? I particularly like to iron in the winter. There’s something about the welcome warmth of the iron, the smell of fresh clothes and the monotony of just moving my arm back and forth that is soothing. Ironing is a good […]
A Poem for a Squirrel
·A few days ago, my blog post was about a squirrel in my back yard. I mentioned that Jane would probably write a poem about the aforementioned squirrel. I was right. She did! Yesterday at our critique, she shared that poem with us. I am so honored! And, if my friend the backyard squirrel knew […]
Whippoorwills, Owls, and Worry
I miss hearing the whippoorwill and owls. I heard them often as a child, at night, with Mom and Dad in the next room and the world’s problems far away. They are still out there, somewhere, in dark woods at night, doing whatever night birds are supposed to do. Only thing is, I don’t hear them […]
Daybreak!
Another morning, another day, another opportunity to be, to do, to think, to act a little better than yesterday, a chance to right yesterday’s mistakes or forget them, to move forward and hope and work for good things! Daybreak! The sun scatters night’s shadows and night’s fearfulness. Hope rises and the day begins. A new […]
Just For the Record
·How many of you keep a journal? If you do, you are a writer, making a record of a day or an event or your hopes and dreams. For many years, I have kept journals. The earliest one is dated 1953. Now, how could I have held a pencil and known how to write when […]