My journal of big words and pretty pictures
The turkey carcass was picked cleaner then if it had been devoured by starving piranhas. Crusty pans and bowls, devoid of any food scraps, along with empty plates, crumb-coated utensils, and greasy serving platters were precariously stacked in an overflowing sink - an Oneida and Corelle homage to the sacrificial bird. Celebrants, sated into tryptophanic … Continue reading Dressing for dinner
The U.S. celebrates Thanksgiving next week. NEXT. WEEK. I am not ready, not even close. There will only be my immediate family, so four of us, for dinner. It shouldn’t be too difficult to plan, purchase and prepare. Still, I thought I had at least another week. I need to bake homemade biscuits and a … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Eat
More from the Dinner Party… “I’m not one to be critical,” Hallie began, “seeing all you’ve done for me so far.” “You’re questioning how we can ensure you will not be incarcerated by our local constabulary, again?” “It has been a month and I still don’t know what’s going on,” Hallie said. The two were … Continue reading The game’s afoot
The nose turret from a B25 Mitchell houses a machine gun capable of firing 450 .50 cal. rounds per minute. This bomber was flown by the Doolittle Raiders during the first air attack on Japan in 1942 following the bombing of Pearl Harbor. The Raider crews trained at Eglin Air Force Base near Fort Walton … Continue reading With respect and gratitude
More from the Dinner Party... Inspiration posters decorated two walls of the visitors’ room - taped to the cinder block, not nailed. Small tables and stackable chairs were littered around the room, making it look like a crowd had made a hasty exit. The door leading inside, and the two walls facing out into the … Continue reading Game, match
“Darkness will always try to extinguish the light. The light will always try to repress the darkness.” Morgan Rhodes, "Rebel Spring"
Thin spiral notebook 