My journal of big words and pretty pictures
The home smelled of mothballs with a lingering hint of tobacco smoke. Griffith stood at the foot of the staircase looking up into the gloomy second floor. Each stair tread had a worn indent from so many years of use. He absentmindedly stroked the acorn-shaped finial atop the newel post. The railing swayed with every … Continue reading The shape of things
Each day the crowd grew larger. Rain or shine, dedicated fans gathered around the aviary, pen and paper at the ready, waiting for that day’s pronouncement. Sometimes philosophical, sometimes humorous, oft-times abstract in the extreme, Psittacine’s daily oration began precisely at noon. Watching the spectacle with silent disdain, Eagle expelled an incredulous sigh. “You’d better … Continue reading Don’t repeat that
Triplets, May, April and June, each blonde with skin like porcelain, played on the front porch of a renovated Victorian house. A Clinchburg landmark, the house was owned by local business owners, Sonny and Rainey Yeardley. Rainey was outside with her young daughters watching them dress and undress a myriad of wild-haired Barbie dolls with … Continue reading What’s your number
I joined in a meme the other day that asked what book was a best seller the year you were born. For me, that was 1962. J.D. Salinger’s “Franny and Zooey,” and Katherine Anne Porter’s “Ship of Fools,” were bestsellers, but only Porter’s novel was published that year. Got me to thinking... what other books … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Books
I take a lot of photos. If you’ve hung out here long enough, you might remember when I posted pix from a weekly photo hike… I do miss those. I need to start them up again. Usually, I use my Nikon DSLR when shooting, but sometimes, I just pull out my iPhone and snap something … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Memories
She boasted that she never in her life put gasoline into her own car. When her Lexus’ gas gauge edged toward E, she would call her husband at work and in her most vulnerable voice cajole him into leaving his office to come home because she was stranded. Her long-suffering spouse would come home uncomplaining … Continue reading Too good
Thin spiral notebook 