The hot Folgers in my favorite blue mug is most welcome this morning. The temperature is nineteen degrees! No snow to mask the stark cold, just plain frigid, freeze your toenails weather! Not my favorite thing, but like a child with her security blanket, I light the fireplace, brew a pot of coffee, and turn […]
Dec 19, 2013
Shake It Off–Move On
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The coach at the exercise class said something profound the other day. After each exercise, she would say, “Shake it out and move on.” So, her class of women would vibrate a little and move on to the next machine. With just a change of one word, that phrase of hers could become a life […]
Nov 20, 2013
It Was a Wet November Morning
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The sun still hasn’t managed to tip the treetops. Somewhere in the east, it is slowly making its way to the horizon but it isn’t there yet. And, although the weatherman says rain won’t move in ’til tonight, something wet is falling from the sky. It isn’t snow, sleet, hail, or oobleck. By the way, […]
Oct 5, 2013
It Was Just That Kind of Afternoon…
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The fall morning began in an ordinary way. The old yellow coffee pot gurgled in the kitchen. My mother, Flora Tucker, whistled Amazing Grace as she stirred up pancake batter and I, Darcy Campbell, had no thoughts more mysterious than sitting down at the computer as soon as I could and continuing to work on […]
Aug 23, 2013
Darkness Before the Dawn
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Such a quiet, peaceful morning. The moon casts house and tree shadows along my street. I’ll venture to say that of all the people on this short street, I am the only one awake at this hour. Maybe not. I certainly don’t know if some of my neighbors find sleep elusive for one reason or […]
Jul 18, 2013
Morning Meanderings
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Not a leaf stirs on the trees this morning. In some neighbor’s yard, a redbird (cardinal) says “Purty, Purty, Purty.” Farther away, another redbird agrees, “Purty, Purty, Purty.” And my prediction makes it unanimous. It’s going to be another pretty summer day. The crepe myrtles are beginning to bloom. Soon dragonflies will make their appearance. […]
