“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” Maya Angelou Think about that. Has there been a time in your life when something catastrophic happened forcing you to make a major life decision, and you found yourself in a new situation with new people, yet, you revealed nothing? On advice of…
I. Am. you think i need you. how dare i disagree. your smugness permeates the air when i speak. such grand, faux hauteur! you say i don’t matter; you yearn to shut me up. our eyes lock; my tenacity shatters your self-imposed, superior vantage. you squirm that i see beyond the facade of your fragile,…
I spent my birthday last week in my old home town, and it was a lovely day. My childhood friend and my mother and I had coffee, lunch, and a walk about town. The sun was shining, it was warm but not too hot. Here’s a little bit of what we found. It still makes…
The writer in me is forever on alert for settings. Deep in the forest lies a grandfather tree with dense, green moss coating its scraggly branches. It doesn’t lie alone. Eerily creepy is the shady, dank stillness beneath a canopy of firs. The silent, electric air precedes danger. That something will happen, that the THING…
Before I retired I found buckets of time for reading, one of my favorite pastimes. Since hanging up my scalers, there is insufficient time. For reading. And, I’m starved for it. I have a hard time reading during the day. It’s a personality flaw (the only one, I’m sure). Days are supposed to be filled…
As I get older, I seem to notice more and more of life’s simple things, like whether or not a flower is fragrant. I notice the shape and color of the petals. I look at hue, at stems and leaflets, at thorns and tender buds. I took a stroll in the yard yesterday and found…
finding merle 