From somewhere in my dim and distant, far-off childhood, I remember standing on bedrock. I stood in a creek, water swirling around my feet, tiny pebbles bumping into my ankles, the rushing current tugging at me. The rock I stood on was not moved. It was large, solid, and anchored somewhere far below the stream. If […]
Jun 28, 2016
Lullaby For Summer
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For the past two nights, just as darkness closed in, thunder rumbled and rain fell, a perfect lullaby for summer, arriving at just the right time to do the most good for flowers and grass. This morning in the pre-dawn darkness, robins and doves announce a new day. A train rumbles into downtown and the world awakes to something that […]
May 24, 2016
Without My Rose-Colored Glasses
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My left hand is a different color than my right hand. They were both the same shade until I ran into the door facing a couple of nights ago. You see, it was like this: I dozed off on the sofa, woke up and staggered back in the general direction of the bedroom. Aiming for the hall, my […]
May 2, 2016
That Busy Little May Bee
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Yesterday, the first day of May, came in just as it should with lots of sun, cool temperatures and a feeling of optimism, of looking forward to what the spring will bring. Long ago, children wound brightly colored ribbons around a Maypole on the first day of May. My mother told me that she and […]
Mar 22, 2016
Who Are You and Why?
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Wind has swept the sky clean of clouds this morning, reminding me of the nursery rhyme, The Old Woman in a Basket. Without re-printing the whole thing, let me say, the old woman was tossed up in a basket seventeen times as high as the moon. She carried a broom to sweep the cobwebs down from the […]
Feb 29, 2016
Grasping That Extra Day
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Every fourth year, little February gets a bit longer, twenty-four hours to be exact. What will you do with this extra day? I decided I’d look back at some of my past writings that, for one reason or the other, never left home. Making a book of these unpublished stories might be good because there’s a lot […]
