For the past several months I’ve been on a journey of transformation. Finally within touching distance of a decade-old goal weight, I’ve been daydreaming about an entirely new wardrobe to celebrate. Pants are falling off my hips, my body is swimming in my blouses, even the Sisters are in need of new underpinning. My problem? … Continue reading Fashion disaster
Author: Tara R.
Waiting in the sun
We camped out all day in the resort beach chairs. Commandeering the cabana boy first thing in the morning, just as he was hauling the canvas chaises longues out of the storage hutch, we had our pick of spots on the sugar-fine sand. Hidden beneath our spacious umbrellas, shielded from the blistering sun, we watched sunburnt tourists … Continue reading Waiting in the sun
Window lizards
Sitting with my forehead against the oriel panes, my feverish breath fogged the air-conditioning chilled window. Lizards pranced across the hot bricks lining the front lawn, barely touching their vulnerable pads on the blistering concrete. I watched their acrobatics with muted amusement, but was too distracted to fully appreciate their performance. This miserable ague had drained … Continue reading Window lizards
Six uses for water bottles during outdoor exercise
It’s no secret that I’ve been on a walking program lately - counting up towards 14,000 daily steps and that ever elusive 6-mile mark. Besides sturdy shoes and comfortable clothes, a hat and sunglasses, (maybe sunscreen and mosquito repellent), about the only other thing I need for walking is a ready water supply. Dehydration in … Continue reading Six uses for water bottles during outdoor exercise
Tick season
Tyler Winslow was a mean, seed-tick of a man, miserly and miserable. When the old man got brain fever there was no one willing to minister to him. Malevolence is contagious and even the good pastor would only preach through the front door. When the old man got brain fever there was no one willing … Continue reading Tick season
In your dreams
Legend says, when you can’t sleep at night, it’s because you’re awake in someone else’s dream." Belle lays in bed watching the blade of her ceiling fan make lazy circles. Tearing her eyes away from the hypnotic circling, Belle dares to look at her clock. Dim neon green numbers taunt her with 3:34. Despite her … Continue reading In your dreams





