My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Rose could hear the searchers calling her name as they hunted the woods for any signs of her. The voices were moving away from the lake shore. Perhaps they feared finding her bloated body floating facedown in the water. Instead, they seemed to be moving back up the hill toward the house. She imagined them … Continue reading Home free
My grandmother made this dish for me when I was a kid. If you knew her, you would understand why this was totally out of character for her. She was the iconic Southern Grandmother. Her table was laden with artery-hardening comfort food - biscuits, fried chicken, gravy, home-canned green beans made with fat back, mashed … Continue reading Zucchini Spaghetti
Thin spiral notebook 