My journal of big words and pretty pictures
“How is he today?” Flora clutched her fingers together in a knot, touching her chin with her thumbs. “He’s been asking for you.” Dr. George Gleason, his hands tucked characteristically into his white lab coat pockets, tipped his head toward a man in a wheelchair across the wide room sitting in a pool of sunshine … Continue reading If the shoe fits
Cloisonné armor Wings of silver filigree Graceful dragon
A cauldron boiled on the fire. Grimhilde stirred the coals sending blue sparks dancing up the chimney. Noxious fumes from the pot filled the cabin forcing her to open the front door to let in fresh air. When she couldn’t find some recipe ingredients she made substitutions. That’s when her plans started to go south, and … Continue reading Apple of her eye
I wanted quaint. I wanted a gingerbread cottage with a wrap-around porch filled with rocking chairs where we could drink tall glasses of sweet iced tea, and watch fireflies lighting up the night. I wanted flower boxes on every window overflowing with red geraniums. I wanted a white picket fence fairytale. What I got was … Continue reading Fairytale ending
He was a phantom of mythological proportions. Spoken in hushed, reverent tones, legends of his daring adventures passed from father to son. He was larger than life, strong beyond measure, wiser than all the elders. He was a god. He was also a lie. A hero of tall tales whispered to lackadaisical children, he was … Continue reading We need a hero
Happily ever after isn't just finding your Prince Charming or Cinderella. It's writing your own fairytale filled with wicked witches and ogres, magic spells and coins in a fountain wishes. It's getting lost in a frightening enchanted forest, and finding your way out together. Happily ever after is transformation, it's a Holy Grail quest for … Continue reading Happily ever after
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