Photo from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie for First Line Friday. He came down from the mountains as autumn aged, before the paths could pile with snow and the bridges bowed with ice. He had needed time away from people, even well-meaning ones like his family. They wanted to help him grieve the loss of his dear Molly,... Continue Reading →
My daughter, Jan, had a crush on little Bobby Bird, who lives down the street. They attend the same school. I caught her trying to write him a letter, and I realized the seriousness of her infatuation by the copious sheets of balled up paper in the wastebasket. I said to her, "Jan, darling, you... Continue Reading →
I saw the deer as they entered the backyard. I always get such a thrill to see the whole family romping together. I wanted to get a shot of them as they grazed on the hedgerows around the side of the house. I grabbed my phone and ran out the back door. I had not... Continue Reading →
I opened the door to persistent knocking, unable to believe that anyone in the town hadn't heard about the cancellation of the festivities to benefit the orphanage. There was a heavy thunderstorm, the wind snorted outside, rattling my windowpanes. It seemed as if the old house was making me aware of its displeasure at being... Continue Reading →
He was a little nerdy guy, With his ruler in his pocket. Every day he seemed so jittery, Like his hand was caught in a socket. Even with a pimple on his nose, His personality was awfully kind. So, I chased after him shamelessly, Determined to make him all mine. It was a brisk and... Continue Reading →
I won't rail against your betrayal, for it wouldn't do me any good. You won't change, as you have a broad definition of honesty in relationships that doesn't preclude you becoming smitten with other women. So, goodbye! You only get one time to break my heart! Silly me, if I allowed you to do it... Continue Reading →
Winsome, it wasn't, by anyone's definition. It seemed that Mama had used all of the leftovers she could find at home from decorations for birthdays and celebrations long past. So many balloons and quite a color palette! But, I won't criticize her, because it is a labor of love, justified by her desire to make... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, part of my crew came over for dinner, and my youngest daughter cooked fish and slaw. I love her fish, mostly fillets of some fish. It is like she adds a secret ingredient that comes from inside of her to the cooking oil. I must have ate seven or eight pieces of fish yesterday,... Continue Reading →
Twice in the last two weeks I have almost been late for an appointment because I couldn't find two empty parking spaces side by side. Previously, I wrote about learning to drive at age 50, but parking is a whole other animal. I have asked my husband, Douglas, to teach me to park, but he... Continue Reading →
