Summer waits for the icicles to melt from the porch swing
Category: Writing
I remember
…your shout of glee, your sagging training pants and orange striped socks, joyful toddler leaping to daddy’s arms, flying across the open expanse between coffee table and couch without fear, without thought to falling, landing against daddy’s chest to bounce off and do it again and again and again, neither of you tiring until the… Continue reading I remember
Dancing with Words
Last night was the last of my creative writing classes that I’ve been taking at the college. What an amazing experience this class has been for me on so many levels. I really like writing. Not just bloggy-blog writing (which I also enjoy), I mean that I have really loved the challenge of creative writing. I… Continue reading Dancing with Words
Good Monday Morning!
Good morning! Isn’t it wonderful to have a four-day weekend? I am feeling so relaxed . And yet I feel that I have accomplished so much at the same time! On Friday Kelly and I loaded up everything that we had set aside for a garage sale and donated it to the annual diabetes fundraiser.… Continue reading Good Monday Morning!
Just Write {4}
Mr. C. ( for considerate) went away last week to do some training in Vancouver and then off to visit family and friends for a few days. It was so nice for him because he really needed the break. It was considerate of him to do that, too, because I took the opportunity to take that week off myself.… Continue reading Just Write {4}
Ode to March
It seems this year I do not know if the snow will ever go. In March it sits here like a brick (not a brick like “you’re a brick, Dick”), I mean a brick like bricks and mortar, the kind used in the Latin Quarter. Winter hard and cold and cruel will last until the… Continue reading Ode to March