Quoteful Thursday-Boris Pasternak
I don’t like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and it isn’t of much value. Life hasn’t revealed its beauty to them. -Boris Pasternak- I know I haven’t written anything...
View ArticleQuoteful Thursday-FDR and Fear
I wondered if I was going to be gutsy enough to write about the recent goings on in my life. But I’ve been too afraid. For so many years I’ve been ruled by fear. Fear of what others would think about...
View ArticleFriday Fictioneers-Skipping Stones
copyright-E.A.Wicklund Most grandmas have a touch of the scallywag. ~Helen Thomson I don’t recall exact conversations with Grandma Mable, but my memory carries snapshots of her. Baking rolls in...
View ArticleJournal Entry Monday-Straddling the Horizon
Copyright-Tracy Rhodes Photography When I drove in to work this morning, I felt like I was straddling the horizon. The sunrise to the East, and the moon to the West. Stars settled on my shoulder and...
View ArticleFriday Fictioneers-Spirited Child
“Love your spirited child for who she is. Because she is more, she will make you more.”-Mary Sheedy Kurcinka Spirited child that couldn’t be tamed. At the age of four danced naked in front of the...
View ArticleJournal Entry-Happiness and 180 Days
“Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.”-Confucius Yeah, I know it’s been awhile, but I’m back. The holidays were different this year, but none the less special. My ex-husband,...
View ArticleConvergence
They converged on my humble abode with dark roast coffee laced with cream, two packets of Sweet and Low and birthday wishes. There was birthday cake, candles and paper plates bearing the face of a...
View Article8 Units, 8 Women, 8 Different Stories
#1 lives across the hall from me. She has long dark hair, a kind smile and piercings in her bottom lip. She tries to have an edgy attitude but I can tell there is a sweetness to her by the way she...
View ArticleThe Darling Buds of May
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of...
View ArticleMy Soul, Born in the South
Tonight my favorite movie is on and though I’ve seen it a hundred times, I’m watching it again. I was one of those that watched the movie before I read the book, Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle...
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