A Mother’s work is never done. I send hurricanes, earthquakes, blizzards, and none of it gets your attention very long. You have destroyed every gift I’ve given you. Now, clean up this mess! This weekend's Trifextra challenge is to write a story or snippet of a story which includes, in exactly 33 words, a justified … Continue reading Mother love
A little faith
I know your journey was long and dark. That you felt lost and alone, but I was always close by your side. You never saw me, but I was there you should stumble or fall. You had to make this journey on your own. Had to find your solitary path, to know you were strong … Continue reading A little faith
Tea and cookies
I watched her as I made my way down the hallway. I was familiar with her, even knew her name, something that I couldn’t say about most of my other neighbors. Mrs. Clancy, the apartment complex’s ubiquitous octogenarian, was struggling with her foldable shopping cart. She was stuck in her doorway and the harder she … Continue reading Tea and cookies
Entitled
It was 3 a.m. and Clair had been waiting in the processing room since midnight. A call home went directly to voice mail, all other attempts were thwarted when the booking sergeant confiscated her cell phone. She should’t even be there. Shoplifting was such a plebeian offense. It was more a harmless prank than an … Continue reading Entitled
Gone fishing
I have so much stuff to do. I have closets and dressers that need thinning (stoopid jeans not fitting) carpets to clean (stoopid litter box shunning cat), a yard to clean (stoopid crapping dog), garden boxes to prep (stoopid weeds and mole cricket grubs), windows to wash (stoopid moss-generating weather), tons of just junk to put … Continue reading Gone fishing
A turn in the season
Still a little wintry and grey around these parts, a nasty storm kept me inside on my normal Saturday photo hike day. Fortunately there was enough of a break in the cold and gloom earlier in the week for a short walk. Sunday morning was bright and shiny, a little chilly, but hopefully a turn … Continue reading A turn in the season
Thin spiral notebook 