A writer of tales

March 25, 2014March 25, 2014 ~ Tara R. ~ 11 Comments

I think I was born with a book in my hands. Once I met Dick, Jane and Spot, and learned how to control that magical superpower - reading - there was no stopping me. I flew dragons on Pern, rode sandworms across the vast deserts of Dune, and sailed the oceans aboard a pink sea … Continue reading A writer of tales

Gone fishin’

November 12, 2013January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 13 Comments

The teenagers took a break from their digging. Using the old shovels they took from their grandpa’s tool shed as levers, they climbed out of the waist-deep hole. They tossed the shovels across mounds of loose dirt, then found shade under a spreading oak. Sprawling out on the soft grass, Joss pulled his dusty T-shirt … Continue reading Gone fishin’

Family tree

October 2, 2013October 2, 2013 ~ Tara R. ~ 10 Comments

When my grandfather was in his late 60s, his poor health forced him to retire. He needed something to keep himself occupied so he wouldn't drive my Grandma Momo nuts. Being a history buff, he immersed himself in genealogy. Not sure why he chose to trace Momo's family instead of his own, but her history … Continue reading Family tree

Flying lessons

September 17, 2013January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 17 Comments

“I’ll call when I get back in town.” The tinny timbre of her voice amplified the distance between them. “The conference ends today, but my flight home puts me back at Hartsfield around 3 a.m. tomorrow.” “I can meet you, that way you won’t need a taxi.” He hoped he didn’t sound too needy. “Don’t … Continue reading Flying lessons

A nomad life

July 7, 2013January 31, 2017 ~ Tara R. ~ 19 Comments

Having raised my kids to the brink of adulthood - our oldest ][ this close to venturing out completely on her own, and the other impatiently (that's my impatience, not his) waiting for word on whether he made the cut for the inaugural class for a new technical training program at our neighborhood state college - I … Continue reading A nomad life

Big bad George

July 3, 2013January 9, 2018 ~ Tara R. ~ 19 Comments

As much as I complain about my menfolk's tendancies toward packrattery, I have to confess that I am reluctant to part with possessions too. Tucked away in a secret place in my bedroom closet, I keep my childhood comfort toy. This is George. George has been with me since I was about five. He was … Continue reading Big bad George