A Christmas theme and date for our wedding seemed appropriate considering that it all began during holiday time. He was confused when I first suggested it. That was until I reminded him of “the incident.” When he stopped laughing, he wholeheartedly agreed. He acted surprised I remembered it, but apparently he did too since his … Continue reading Sweet like candy
My words
In looking back over my last few weeks of posts, the majority of them seem, well, kinda dark. Especially over the past several months, I have been focusing more on my fiction writing. I've been active in some writing groups and using those weekly prompts to act as my muse. I don't think it's necessarily … Continue reading My words
A nice hot cuppa tea
When I was younger, my mom and I made this tea every Christmas season. We'd fill half pint mason jars with the mix, decorate the lid with some pretty holiday paper, and give out as gifts. If we were really industrious, we'd add a plate of homemade cookies to go with the tea. I've always … Continue reading A nice hot cuppa tea
Sitting, waiting, wishing
“Nature is by and large to be found out of doors, a location where, it cannot be argued, there are never enough comfortable chairs.” ~ Fran Lebowitz I didn't realize until I was given this photo prompt just how many photographs of chairs I've taken. The angles and geometry of chairs are mesmerizing to me. … Continue reading Sitting, waiting, wishing
Setting sun
It's been a long while since I've taken the opportunity to watch and photograph a sunset. I'm a little biased, but I think sunsets at the beach are especially spectacular. Here is a series of shots taken during a recent gloaming. Other than adding a watermark and resizing, these shots are all Straight Out of … Continue reading Setting sun
My own jailer
Knowing our volatile history it was an understandable question. A simple statement of a few short words. Yet, it was that one word that caught me off guard, instead of “leave,” or “runaway,” which would imply I have power over my fate. That it’s simply a matter of walking out. By its mere definition - … Continue reading My own jailer
Thin spiral notebook 