Each day the stalks of the blue hyacinth bulbs reached tiny leaves toward the filtered window light, but were rewarded with stingy warmth at best. I watched the pot as I worked on the computer, and impatiently waited for serious sprouting. It seemed like the timid plants knew of my hunger, and would tease me with overnight growth. Each morning… Read More
Memories Cast in Iron…
It’s only about six inches across, and has the blackened bumpy texture only decades of use creates. If needed, it can make a delectable hot breakfast or be wielded as a formidable weapon. (I’m just guessing on the weapon thing in case you were wondering. Honest.) The heft of the old cast iron frying pan requires respect when handling…not unlike… Read More
Dreams…
The book is called “Fish” and it is the true story of a seventeen year-old boy sent to prison for robbing a Foto-Mat store with a toy gun. There are many levels to the why of it all, but the writing is good and the results are troubling and confusing. I’m about half-way through the book at this moment. Last… Read More
Sharp stilettos, sharper tongues…
Just saying the word “stiletto” brings to mind all things wanton and sexy. It sort of hisses off the tongue and ends with the “ooooo” of a kissing pucker. Even a good girl can teeter on the brink of naughty when she puts on a pair of stiletto shoes or boots. Think of it as attitude by the foot. Yesterday… Read More
Magnets and motivation…
In my office postive statements hang, dangle, and shine from many places. Although some folks may roll their eyes at such classic “warm fuzzy” prompts, I take comfort from the reminders daily. Why not marinate in good thoughts? Here is one of my favorites by Jodi Hills—“She wasn’t where she had been. She wasn’t where she was going, but she… Read More
Heart to say…
The woman, crying, approached my car with a sense of urgency. I was grid-locked in the midst of mass exodus as students fled from an evening’s worth of classes. The college parking lot was emptying slowly, so I thought the distressed woman may have been having car troubles. As I rolled down my window the woman began a quick monologue… Read More
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