My journal of big words and pretty pictures
In a world of superheroes, the ordinary, the ofttimes mundane, are the enviable. Individuals who could move through life unimpeded, never called upon to rescue the damsels nor apprehend the villains, were considered gods. Lil General was born with no special abilities. He couldn’t fly, nor shape shift. He couldn’t daze an adversary with supernatural … Continue reading The little general
On the days I run errands, I map out a short and efficient route. I don’t like backtracking. I want to make a smooth transition from one place to another. Last week, I deviated from my original plan and all hell broke loose. At the end of my run, I decided to make an unscheduled … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Daze
“Is he in there?” Astrid demanded. “Don’t bother him, he’s busy making toys,” Karol said, blocking entrance to the workshop. “That’s an outright lie,” Astrid tried elbowing past Mrs Claus. “He hasn’t ‘made’ any toys since Tamagotchis were hot. I know he outsources everything, he does it all the time.” “And what if he does?” … Continue reading Checking it twice
The Mister and I went shopping over the weekend, our first foray into the holiday mania that is the Christmas Season. Up until then, we ticked off items on our wish lists piecemeal and mainly online. After only a few minutes in the hype and hordes, I remembered why I don’t like holiday gift shopping … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Shop
They say she favors her father’s side of the family. Tall and lanky as a child, all sharp angles and bony elbows, maturing into a big-boned, a thick-hipped, buxom woman. She has their hazel eyes that change color with her mood - mercurial gray, to sunshine blue, to deep, angry emerald. Only, she rarely lets … Continue reading Those eyes
The water was smooth, only small ripples fluttered across the surface. Lying on her back, stretched out the full length of her flat, ocean kayak, Estelle let the warm breezes wash over her exposed skin. Eyes closed, she focused on the sounds surrounding her little craft. A pair of silvery mullet, leaping for fat dragonflies … Continue reading A favorite fishing spot
Thin spiral notebook 