Home sick today, with an extremely bad cold, I have been drinking copious amounts of coffee and tea (and water, yes I know it is good for me!). With Kleenex in hand, and in my pajamas, I immersed myself in writing and I came across one of the *very first* blog posts I wrote called … Continue reading Teacups, A Poem
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.
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 … Continue reading Between Clover and Dampened Earth
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
It is that time of year. I just spent two days transforming my library into a book fair. Hooray! People LOVE book fairs. SO MANY adults share with me that their favorite memory of elementary school was the book fair. Kids begin asking as soon as the posters go up... Their little faces are nearly … Continue reading Book Fair Time!
It is strange how grief will sneak in and get you. Someone sent me a picture of the four us when we little, little kids. Playing and jovial. Big smiles and happy faces. And there she was, and I just was stunned by her memory. Memories burbled quickly to the surface. She has been gone … Continue reading For My Sister
The prompt word for the day is comeback. Hmmm.... comeback. I appreciate the prompts, (I really, really do... thank you, thank you) but I am sure you will agree this is a difficult one. It will be interesting to see how other people traffic the word. (Prompt two: Traffic, my use of the prompt was … Continue reading Comeback