When we came here, there was a fence. Standard issue, subdivision allowed, six foot wood fence, slightly rotting from the ground up, due to poor maintenance and the generally shitty quality of builder grade fences. Beyond the fence there were woods – partially ours and beautiful. Standing outside the fence it seemed like we owned …
I am a hoarder of small things. I save receipts, restaurant cards, flight stubs, hand written notes that are no longer meaningful. Whenever I clean a purse or a drawer I end up stuffing a plastic baggy full of miscellaneous scraps of paper and placing them in one of those “assemble yourself” paper boxes from …
I live in what could be deemed Natures Amusement Park – otherwise known as spring in the south. The park consists mostly of thrill rides (60 degree days in February, 22 degree nights in March), and of course carnival games you cannot win (predict the last frost date at your own peril, loose your fig …
This post begins in the past when I first started it. Late. In a month that seemed to rush by, every day shorter and more hurried. Never catching up I seemed to have lost all of November as well. Where did all the time go? October 29th I am actually writing this in a …
It started mid-day. The sea was calm, blended into the sky, the beach somewhat nondescript. Just beachy. The eye was unimpressed. I walked away from the scene, unsatisfied. I had spent significant time on the unimpressive calmness on the watercolor paper in front of me. It needed more. But I needed to fight the urge …
The world is a large and wondrous place. And in these uncertain times, it seems scary as well. Between wonder and fear there is much to contemplate. To think about. To worry over. Our issues seem unfathomably immense, something for the greatest minds to dwell on. For the average person, it can drive you crazy. …
So what is it that keeps us from making that final move and accomplishing that small goal for today? That simple thing we just needed to get done, and its been on the list forever. It beckons, and whispers to us. But we don’t feel called. We feel pushed. Pushed out on a plank above …
When I was much younger, nothing compared to the magic of seeing a true shooting star. In the deep night of a farm field, laying on a blanket, looking up, and there it is was. A brilliant streak across the sky, or a small but longer fall into the dimness, they were indelible in our …
“I feel like a drenched whale.” I heard myself say it even as my brain said “Seriously?” It was a toss-off statement, one I am certain I had made before, but never heard myself. Never heard how it had to sound to others. An inner WTF moment ensued. What is a drenched whale? Whales are …
We are told we must spend our energy in the right places. We are told constantly that time is of the essence, live urgently. Hurry. Essence. Time. Energy. Not quite the power of E=mc2. But important and powerful in its own way. Time travels only in a straight line – forward. Time is everything. “In …