An encounter in frozen foods

February 27, 2012January 9, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 22 Comments

Over the weekend my son had what can only be described as one hellacious skateboarding crash. Not a little veered-off-the-road, or a jumped-the-curb sort of accident... more like a Tosh.O-video-highlights or Johnny Knoxville kinda crash. All road rash, torn flesh, head wound, blackish purplish bruises, bloody bandages kinda crash. He is head-to-toe sore, but was … Continue reading An encounter in frozen foods

Hockey: the iPhone edition

February 26, 2012January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 17 Comments

This weekend the peeps got together with some friends and attended a local, minor league hockey game. While not on the same level of excitement as a pro team game, we all had a good time. There was the zamboni - always a favorite - and the obligatory fights. Gloves and helmets flying, and a … Continue reading Hockey: the iPhone edition

Week 8: 365 Project

February 25, 2012 ~ Tara R. ~ 7 Comments

I took a Mulligan (it being Leap Year and all), and published a 365 Project photo that wasn't taken on THE day I posted it. It was still taken this week. In my defense, I did take a photo on the day in question, even sent it to another site for posting later, but won't … Continue reading Week 8: 365 Project

Dust to dust

February 23, 2012June 27, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 17 Comments

Dearly departed Unto dust thou shalt return The circle endures Rebecca, wife of Thomas, died January 27, 1869 at the age of 50. She is buried, surrounded by her family, in St. Michael's Cemetery in Pensacola, FL. Her white granite gravestone is encased in the base of an old oak tree. The bole is at … Continue reading Dust to dust

A conversation

February 21, 2012January 5, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 14 Comments

Unable to interrupt the tantrum the person was throwing on the other end of the call, Gail held her phone out at arm's length. With the other hand, she folded down three fingers, forefinger to her temple, thumb cocked, then pulled the imaginary trigger. Making the most grotesque face she could, she fell to her … Continue reading A conversation

A string of prayers

February 21, 2012January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 6 Comments

I love the smell of antique stores. The sweet musty scent of time and mystery. Stepping inside the old, ramshackle house I instantly felt that tingle of anticipation. There was a treasure here waiting to find me. Wandering through the crowded rooms of cedar and mahogany furniture, and tapestry covered divans, I ran my fingers … Continue reading A string of prayers