There were days in my writing life that I was not in the flow. Words just weren’t coming. I’d have the urge to clean something and I’d think about my life. If only I lived on the beach or in a cabin in the woods, if only the phone wouldn’t ring...
“What if….” a writing prompt. What if there was a pandemic in the world of stories and tales. She skipped into town like Red Riding Hood on her way to Grandma’s house. She was smiling, strange in those days of lock down. They watched her coming...
Happy New Year. I usually don’t mark the movement of one year to the next. Why? Because I have my own personal new year on my birth date in March. That is when I usually do my best self reflection. This year though, maybe because of the cold outside, or the wonderful...
Convolvulus, or bindweed, sometimes called wild morning glory is found in my backyard. When I first moved to my house, the retired, gardening couple who had the place before left me with immaculate English gardens and two huge vegetable gardens. I was reluctant to...
I am crocheting a vest. I like to crochet and I usually do projects for everyone else but this one, it’s for me. Probably for that reason, I don’t get much time to work on it. If I was doing it for you, I would be rushing, stressing and burning...
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