Shana watched the others make s'mores. As the only black person present, she was feeling out of place. Gerry walked over, took a marshmallow and placed it on Shana's hanger. He showed her how to hold it over the fire. When the marshmallow was ready, he took it and placed it between the chocolate and... Continue Reading →
Douglas and I travel economy, which generally means coach. Being less than five feet tall, and getting shorter by the day, I can fit into most airline seats with no problem. But, one aspect of travel that I relished having was my carry-on bag, filled with bundles of word puzzle books, my Kindle, my IPad,... Continue Reading →
On the first of our Hawaiian vacations, I learned that doing nothing but sitting with a book by the ocean was a great use of vacation time. I stopped trying to see everything, and sat down just to rest my weary body. There was so much beauty around me to slow my heart down. Relaxing... Continue Reading →
I hated helping Nana as she stood in the cold, Hanging bed sheets on the laundry line with pins. On freezing cold days, they became shaky bricks. And were painful when they hit you on the shins. But, the sweet smells of those sheets on our beds, As they kept us toasty warm from head... Continue Reading →
Glancing through the trees, Carla and Jan saw the bridge where their friendship had come to a premature end over a boy. Trying to rebuild their once special relationship, they discussed how Jonathan had used them both, utilizing their jealousies and insecurities for his pleasure. What pain they could have avoided had they remained true... Continue Reading →
Shane looked as forward to leaving this place of ice and snow as did the members of his team. Underneath its sheer beauty were so many hidden places where a man could find himself bloodied from head to toe, his life quickly ebbing away. Each day, he could see that his men were becoming mutinous,... Continue Reading →
Silence found The colorful sky at sunset-- Cicadas sing Peace floods into my tired soul, Another day ends in joy. Written to complete the Tan Renga for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, February 6, 2019: Sundown. Add two stanzas to three first 3 lines, only 14 syllables.
I looked at the old car in the weeds, Remembering the sweet moments we shared. Kisses stolen as we sat by the lake in it, That was as far back then as we dared. You told me one late August night That someday you and I would be wed. I thought that you were kidding... Continue Reading →
These two garage doors in a small town in Portugal were so whimsical that we could not resist photographing them. I don't think the message is "Beware of the Dog," as these two seem like cuties. Great art, though. Isn't he adorable? This one is a little scary, but cute.
Lately, every time Carla submitted a new suggestion to her boss, she was told that someone else had already submitted the same suggestion. Her boss was losing patience with her, thinking that Carla might not be able to "cut the mustard" any more Carla assured her boss that her ideas were original and that she... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 