Reality
Being here makes me think of Robert McClowsky. One Morning in Maine Make Way for Ducklings Blueberries for Sal Burt Dow Deep Water Man But the title that keeps…
Being here makes me think of Robert McClowsky. One Morning in Maine Make Way for Ducklings Blueberries for Sal Burt Dow Deep Water Man But the title that keeps…
I'm sitting here before sunup on a Saturday. It's dark and my mind is muddled by sleep and I'm peering into the day and seeing a pouring. Mama here doesn't…
We awoke to a drop in temps today. I have on an actual long sleeve, a fire is burning low and constant in the living room, and I'm sitting square…
I've had to keep the Clorox close here lately. I'm currently sitting out back, across the yard from a boy, who is feeling quite ill. If I may be so…
I'm sitting atop a precipice 5,000 feet higher than Houston. A sweet blanket of green velvets the valley below me. A 'blue true dream of sky' as E.E. Cummings penned…
I'm here on hump day, feeling grateful that I get to fill this white space with words again. I don't have long, it seems like I never do these days,…
Our first few swims of the season are in the books. June's weddings have commenced. The kids have wrapped up grade levels. The humid scorch that visits our area this time…
I had high hopes of rising early today. It's been two weeks or so since I've been able to sit and share here, so I'm way past due for a…
I was right in the middle of my routine run, clean, and scurry. Once a week I scrub past the surface and try to get each room looking like it's…
This week one year ago I was over yonder, across the pond, striking heels on English dirt. My mind has been reeling as it relives the experiences I had there,…