Sweet Southern Spring Tulips
April 7, 2017
Of Vienna Sausages, Cuties and Waffles
April 6, 2017
I hear Jack and Maggie whispering in the hallway. It’s just the five of us at home. Me and the four kiddos. Severe thunderstorms over the past couple days have my lineman husband pulling eighteen hour shifts with the power company. It’s hard when he’s gone. We rely on him.
The Light Keepers
April 5, 2017
9:23 pm. Tuesday night. Before the storm. The streets are dark. Clear. No traffic. Silence is disturbed only by an occasional dog barking at a stranger on her bike. I spy Orion. Regal. Radiant. Reliable. Three dots for a belt. The entire sky is full of stars tonight but I
Life is a Story
April 5, 2017
When I awoke this morning, six year old Maggie was already dressed and had helped Juli out of her crib. In the living room, she brushed her sister’s hair. “Mommy, isn’t she soooo beautiful!” she gushed. Two year old Juli beamed so hard at her big sister and clapped her
Oyster Stew and Storms
April 4, 2017
When I was a child, my dad use to make buttery rich, milk based oyster stew filled with cracked pepper to eat after he and I watched storms together. And we’d fill the bowl with the round tiny oysterette crackers. Mom hated it. She is not an oyster person. We
Storms are Approaching
April 3, 2017
I pulled into the drive. 2:15 pm. Mom & Dad’s little yellow house. Dark grey clouds loom. Thunder churns. The wind picks up. Midlands schools are cancelling evening activities. A tornado alert just sounded on my phone. My father, Jack, will be 70 years old this December. I spy him seated,
Encounter at the Park
April 1, 2017
I had an experience this past Thursday that needs to be recorded. But words failed me and I haven’t been able to translate the gut feeling into a story worth sharing. I’ll try again. Four year old Caleb, two year old Juli and I had stopped by this park we never