I didn't believe I would ever say this but, I miss my washer and dryer. I even miss my vacuum cleaner. I miss my house, I miss everything about my old life. I never appreciated what I had. It's been three months since he kicked me out, and I'm reduced to having to clean my … Continue reading Mixed messages
Dressed to kill
Pauley stared at the proffered hand. The flawless ivory skin, the impeccably manicured nails, flowing from the cuff of a pale green silk blouse. Unable to lift her arms, she shifted her gaze to the other woman's face. Smiling down at her were the darkest eyes she'd ever seen. A mane of chestnut hair framed … Continue reading Dressed to kill
Dodging the rain
From early March through Labor Day, the population around here probably doubles, maybe even triples on long, holiday weekends. Two years after the BP oil spill, and the tourist business has returned to pre-spill numbers. That means, if I want to photo hike at the beach, sans bodies mucking up the scene, I have to … Continue reading Dodging the rain
Week 22: dining al fresco
This week was all about food and the weather... for both, when it rained, it poured. My writer friend Mags asked if she could use the Laundromat shot to illustrate a story she penned for Trifecta. I was honored by the request, and loved the story: Loads to Go. I was also gratified to learn … Continue reading Week 22: dining al fresco
From the deep blue
Home upon the sand Salvaged from the deep blue sea Welcome mat left out Haiku Friday is hosted by Lou at LouCeeL.
Elephant in the room
There are pleasantries and platitudes. A civil, "please pass the salt," and considerate "would you like some more tea?" Gone are Sunday morning crosswords in bed, and late nights with Bogart and Garbo. No hands are held, no tears shed. There are no voices raised, no sweet whispers in the dark. Conversations are over which … Continue reading Elephant in the room
Thin spiral notebook 