Old fishing hole

May 18, 2018May 26, 2018 ~ Tara R. ~ 2 Comments

Primo fishing spot Not bass nor trout that's jumping I'm out catching waves

The long way home

May 16, 2018 ~ Tara R. ~ 3 Comments

I’ve always known I was adopted. My adoptive parents, Earl and Charlene, were great. There were never any secrets, they told me about my birth parents and answered any questions I had starting when I was very young. I was told they were both killed in a car accident when I was just an infant … Continue reading The long way home

Quiet place

May 9, 2018 ~ Tara R. ~ 9 Comments

Peaceful solitude Restores spirit and reason Water, sun, air, earth

The good sister

May 3, 2018May 6, 2018 ~ Tara R. ~ 5 Comments

Murial was the wild one - sneaking out of the house at night, smoking and drinking, even riding in cars… with boys. Still she was their favorite. Mother made excuses for her, and Father paid to keep her out of trouble and her troubles out of the newspaper. I tried to be the good sister … Continue reading The good sister