My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Floating free, the tenuous threads that keep us bound to the earth, loosed from the hands of loved ones, follow just out of reach. As our brightly colored effigies are caught in warm thermals, drifting away on gentle breezes, we cling to our past, reluctant to give up so easily. Our ties to the living … Continue reading Floating free
For some inexplicable reason little kids love to smash pennies. Flatten them into hot, thin wafers embossed with images from vacation spots around the country... maybe even the world. They whine for two quarters and the shiniest, newest one-cent coin from their parents, only to mutilate them with a few cranks of a massive rolling … Continue reading Childhood relics
Iona watched her sister-in-law, Tess, through the kitchen window as she brewed their tea. The other woman was on the screened-in porch, wrapped in a quilt and reading a book. It was cold enough this late in October, that occasionally Tess’ breath rose in tiny white puffs. The two had spent the past two days … Continue reading Sisters-in-law
For the past several weeks, a close friend has been joining me on my morning jaunts. We power walk for about an hour and a half, burning up the sidewalks around my neighborhood. During those 90 minutes, we talk about our lives, our kids, and our relationships. We vent to each other about various vexations … Continue reading In full bloom
When I was very young, my family lived in Oak Ridge. Located near Knoxville, in the foothills of East Tennessee, the rural burg was the epitome of small town America. The area, still rolling farmland then, was also very good at hiding an international secret. That is unless you knew its history. Oak Ridge was the national … Continue reading Secret history
"Have you told your brother?" Momentarily speechless, my mouth agape, I finally shook off my stunned silence. "No, and I have no intention of telling him." It was our dad's turn to be dumbfounded. "How can you not?" "It's really easy. I deleted his cell number from my phone, I blocked his emails, he never … Continue reading Sibling rivalry
Thin spiral notebook 