Tangled Tales: Nails

This is a two minute post from my friend Marla (who helps me with this blog.) It is a true … Continue reading Tangled Tales: Nails

Secret Lives and Private Stories

There was a room full of books in the back of the Elder’s farmhouse. The adults would be gathered and I’d … Continue reading Secret Lives and Private Stories

I’ve been waiting 40 minutes for a Zoom call. The message on the screen says “Waiting for the host to … Continue reading Meetings

A lot of my childhood memories are of me just trying to figure things out. My mother and I watched … Continue reading Musings on Childhood and Hell

This afternoon I was thinking about Werewolves for some unknown reason. Maybe it was the coyotes behind my house. Maybe … Continue reading Strange Strangers on a Full Moon Night

All night we’ve had thunder, lightning, rain, and hail. Hours later my back deck is still hail. In the creek … Continue reading Frogs, Love, and a Rain Swept Night

He showed me a new project on his large computer screen, in the back room of a restored Victorian house. … Continue reading Quietly Listen

We watched our nineteen year old son drive down the street and back to college. My husband was caught up … Continue reading Charms of Youth