My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Left to weather the years untended, scrub and cedar saplings have taken over the church yard. The spindly fence surrounding the garden teeters at the verge of collapse, barely holding back the spirits cradled inside. Sometimes, late in the evening, betwixt the flickering stars and the waning moon, a mournful keening weaves its way up from the … Continue reading Fenced in
Ma made us get up a the crack of dawn to load the pickup with all our instruments. There was a street fair going on downtown and it would be a good chance for us to bring in a little money. Cash was tight, what with pa abed with a bad back, and the crops … Continue reading Street music
When I was very young, my family lived in Oak Ridge. Located near Knoxville, in the foothills of East Tennessee, the rural burg was the epitome of small town America. The area, still rolling farmland then, was also very good at hiding an international secret. That is unless you knew its history. Oak Ridge was the national … Continue reading Secret history
Winds howl, oceans surge Angry and wild, tempests churn Offspring nom de plumes The 2014 Atlantic Hurricane Season opens this Sunday, June 1. The unsurprising weekend forecast for my stretch of the Florida Gulf Coast is rain, and thunderstorms, through at least Tuesday. At the beginning of the 2013 season, Tropical Storm Andrea tracked from June … Continue reading Just a little rain
I couldn’t stop laughing. Rolling down the slope, arms over my head, legs straight, and all I could think of was that nursery rhyme. At the bottom, we laid in the cool clover giggling like a couple of idiots. I had grass in my hair and green stains on my shoulder, but I didn’t care. … Continue reading Rolling in clover
Dearest G, I know it’s been a while since my last visit. Honestly, I didn’t intend to stay away so long. I could make the usual excuses, but you’d see through that, and I won’t insult your omniscience. It sounds cliché, but it really wasn’t about you, it was me. It seems that whenever I … Continue reading Letter home
Thin spiral notebook 