Sunday Baking

I am surprised how little we actually use cornmeal, and how only one vision comes clearly to me.  My husband baking bread on Sundays to go with the soup we always have.  A fragile task, to be done with a light hand...the kitchen covered in copious clouds of flour and the smell!!   He wipes … Continue reading Sunday Baking

Woodland White

  Woodland White Birch bark Cool against my skin Papery, peeling Scars dark. Delicate branches Stretch towards Slate skies. Unseen, Tangled roots reach down, Frigid anchors In an icy ground. And it is hard For me to fathom As I rest my cheek Against the smooth Frosted skin of The birch That inside - -Somewhere … Continue reading Woodland White

A Touch of Perfect

This was a fun prompt!  Just FYI, my husband is NOT the target of my anger!  Nor is anyone I love.  Morale is just so low where I work and this is how I felt after a meeting last night.  I could not get out it of my head (prompt words: symphony, oasis, convenient, A … Continue reading A Touch of Perfect

Darling Dahlia

I have resisted the urge to partake in any photo challenges because... well... I am not a photographer!  But I saw this prompt "Dahlia" on a beautiful picture and thought, well darn!  I have dahlias, I will give it a try. So here you are, a lovely bunchy, bushy, trailing dahlia that draws bees and … Continue reading Darling Dahlia

Good Will Stories

Story Number One: Hot Rollers I got rid of my hot hair rollers.  The ones that made beautiful bouncy Farrah Fawcett style curls.  The ones I used in the seventies... Then later in the eighties for "big hair."  Even early in my teaching career I used them. So I took these hot rollers to Good … Continue reading Good Will Stories

Highway

The prompt is "Highway" and my thought went S T R A I G H T to this song.  1979.  I am a senior in high school.  My best friends older brother works at a music store.  He has his cassette tapes in a locked case.  We pick the lock and rock out to AC/DC's … Continue reading Highway

Empty House. Weather. Anniversary.

My house is pretty empty.  It feels too soon to write about moving, we don't close until October 12th, but it is weird to see the house so empty. We have been packing a bunch of boxes on the weekends, winnowing out what we do not need on a regular basis. Roboticly moving boxes, hauling … Continue reading Empty House. Weather. Anniversary.

Those First Days

It is the first day of school.  I stand there in the lobby, greeting students as they enter.  Scrubbed, sun-kissed, sparkly-eyed kids, excited kids, ready for school.  Nervous parents holding the hands of their five year olds.  "Can I help you?" I ask. "Yes, thanks! Where is Mrs. Berg's room." I smile and I show … Continue reading Those First Days

Ketchikan Perspective

Ahhh.... The prompt word is "tender."  I am late for work but am going to post what first comes to my mind when I think of this word.  Tender. The first word is not the sweet way a mamma holds a new baby, or the way lovers might look at each other.  No.  This time … Continue reading Ketchikan Perspective

Little Birds Fly the Coop

Yesterday someone asked what it was like to be an "empty nester."  One of those poor, frazzled people who have a kid in elementary, middle and in high school.  I just smiled and said, "The freedom."  That is what we like the best, the freedom to do pretty much anything.  Go away for a weekend?  … Continue reading Little Birds Fly the Coop