This afternoon I found a tiny baby coyote in my front yard. As soon as the little thing saw me it jumped up and ran
Monday
Monday is usually (sometimes) reserved for “Juliette’s Book Club.” Not so much today. I’m just throwing up a quick post to let you know I’m
Short Story Sunday: The Artist
Daisy became weary of the “family.” First of all they weren’t her family. Her family had been a father who ran a business, a mother
Ashes
With summer temperatures reaching towards 120F we headed down south to Southern California, to Long Beach to visit our daughter. Last into the night we
Watch And Wait
Her arms were covered with dozens of silver bangles she’d picked up Nepal about 60 years ago. It seemed an odd choice for such a
Your Child Isn’t Special (Or Maybe They Are In Ways You Can’t Imagine)
Of course your kid is special and wonderful and unique… But the title grabbed you didn’t it. The entire time my kids were in school
