Last night the Blood moon, a luminous red marble, stunning and simple. Today a quiet house, a break in the rain and opportunity to write a bit, and even though my "to do" list is longer than I can possibly accomplish, I take a break and spend time drinking coffee and staring out the window, … Continue reading Silver Tide
How do you pronounce Hygge? Huggie? I guess it really doesn't matter, what matters is that this unique word just keeps showing up on my pinterest board and in Pottery Barn catalogs and home decorating/lifestyle blogs that I read. So... I investigated. I checked out and read "The Little Book of Hygge." I looked … Continue reading It’s All in the Details.
Just a little anecdote from my day that is too long for facebook, but made me laugh... It is first grade library time, they enter right after recess and sit on the carpet ready to hear a story. That is when I noticed the brown substance on the carpet. "Freeze everyone, Freeze!" Eyeing the substance … Continue reading Close Call in the Library
The Farmer's Field Today I walk With my lover, My footstep light, Careful Against the dewy ground, His steps Strong. Steady. Morning mist, Ethereal, Magical, Curls around us, Secretive. Dreamy. And it is only He and I, There in the fog. We walk without words, Our footsteps Our breath Make soft sounds, Yet the earth is stirring, Waking noisily. Insects chirp, Birds sing merrily. The call of the farmer, His family, In the distance, The bark of his dog. Lamb's mournful pleas, Mothers respond. Through light … Continue reading Between Clover and Dampened Earth
Always Flight. Flight. Fleeing. My instinct to flee has created some family stories that do not always paint me in the best light. These three stories are not my finest hour, but better to own them and #laughalongandlearn. 1) We are in Hawaii. Balmy, beautiful Maui. I have a new swimsuit with a detachable skirt … Continue reading Flight or Fight?
It has been FOREVER since I posted... Life has been busy - between travel, moving and holidays, it is hard to get the time to write - Such a contrast to my sleepy summer schedule. So I have been listening to The Moth Radio Hour pod-cast (NPR). I recommend it for all writers! It is … Continue reading Second Chances
If I lay my hand Flat against the surface, Palm down fingers dipping in the salty wetness, I can almost feel her moving. And if I hold my face to the wind I can almost feel the wisp, the whiff, her breath Against my cheek, tiny droplets fine and silky. I can hear her breathe, See her disrupt the Silver surface and I can watch the … Continue reading Slated for the Shadows
It is spring break-up in Anchorage, the roads are sloppy, gray mounds of debris filled snow lies along the edges of lawns and streets. You walk carefully to avoid ankle deep puddles or patches of slick black ice. Everything is wet and cold. Inside it is warm though, shoes are tossed in a pile by … Continue reading An Alaskan Kid
We moved last week. We moved from a lovely house on the hill, a cabin really that overlooked a busy harbor. A working harbor. We moved to a house out of town, on the water. A bigger lot, not so close to neighbors. Lots of trees and privacy. It is quiet here. And dark at … Continue reading A Different Kind Of Morning
I hesitated when I saw this prompt - Fleek. It took me right back to one of the last years I was in the classroom and it reminded me of what I miss about being in the classroom. Over the years I found some really tried and true activities. One of them was around Valentines … Continue reading To Be “On Fleek”