My journal of big words and pretty pictures
“Whaddya think?” She stood back, scrutinizing the wall. Freshly painted with crown molding accents, it was the final touch on their new house. There was still something wrong. “You don’t like it?” He sounded defeated, especially after all his hard work. “It’s not that,” she said, tilting her head to study the wall from a … Continue reading Up a tree
Two paint-stained sawhorses were set up in the yard. A dusty circular saw still attached to a twisted, orange industrial power cord sat cooling on one of the horses. Several panels of bare siding laid out in the driveway on flattened cardboard boxes were waiting for their first coat of white primer. He knelt in … Continue reading Wifely duties
They lied. They said it would only take twenty-one days until it became my new normal. I’d learn to adjust, maybe even enjoy the change. I could’ve told them on day one that wasn’t going to happen. You can’t prepared yourself for something like that. I did try. The first few days were horrible. So … Continue reading Died in the wool
I firmly believe that DIY home projects should not be attempted by married or otherwise committed couples. Such tasks can be as simple as assembling a particleboard bookcase, or as painstaking as papering bathroom walls. The trouble comes when both partners believe there is only one way to perform the job, their way. Everyone wants to be … Continue reading Do It Yourself
The boardwalk zig-zagged through the titi forest, high above a saw palmetto marsh. Dragonflies hummed through the humid air and green anoles skittered from shadow to shadow seeking refuge from the blistering sun. With luck, she would have the trails to herself. The park was merely a bump in the road, hidden from plain … Continue reading End of the trail
I’m not an overly superstitious person. At one time, I owned a black cat. I’ve walked under ladders, and I’ve stepped on my share of sidewalk cracks. I’ve also broken a few mirrors - all with no ill effect. However, I do believe in jinxes. With a cautious nod to not spoiling a good … Continue reading When the good luck comes
Thin spiral notebook 