Writing Prompt 2
I went on a walk and the wind walked with me. It really did. Whenever I'd pass a tall old tree, or an overgrown thicket of green, or a well-rooted…
Snapshot
Sunshine is spilling in from the glass on our balcony door and splashing warmth all over our white frayed comforter. It's making Saturday feel special. This is extra sweet because…
A Sunday and a Season
It's Sunday and my seat will be empty. That seat there next to the preacher where I stand and raise one hand in worship and slip the other into his…
Camps
I used to think that everything and everyone could be neatly nestled into the black and white. For decades I was of the thinking that all things could be divided…
Filled
There's something about the mix of morning song and piano music that settles my spirit. I'm outside again, in this weighty sauna of the southern coast. I have my lawn…