My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Stacks of vandalized newspapers were haphazardly strewn around the room in stark contrast to the neatly clipped articles laid out chronologically across the dining room table. Each item reported on a rash of neighborhood thefts. Dubbed the Porch Pirate by the press, Martin Becks was stealing postal packages left on door steps. Random addresses, random … Continue reading Return to sender
Face your life, its pain, its pleasure, leave no path untaken. 1 The most important reason for going from one place to another is to see what’s in between. 2 Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail. 3 There are no wrong turnings, … Continue reading The path ahead
When he suggested we make our own bread, I thought he wanted to eat less processed food. I got a dough machine, stocked up on whole wheat flour, and yeast, even researched ways to cultivate sourdough starter. The first time I presented him with a fresh loaf, still warm from the oven, he looked at … Continue reading Fresh bread
Dandy gentlemen Make rivals green with envy In their tux tailcoats
When I was a kid, my parents, who were from the Old School of Obligatory Finishing of Meals, wouldn’t let my brother or me leave the table if food was still on our plate. Admonishments about poor children in faraway counties going hungry were often used to shame us into eating. I don’t remember if I … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: FOOD
A hint of pink rises in her cheeks Her eyes crinkle with laughter Like little birds, her hands flutter Her heart beats faster She tries to turn away His warmth pulls her in Sparks fly from their fingertips Sending arcs of fire between them Beneath swaying Spanish Moss A soft breeze stirs the sultry air … Continue reading All the time in the world
Thin spiral notebook 