As the warmth spreads around my knee caps, I giggle and then laugh out loud.“That’s amazing,” I asked. “What are you doing to make my… Continue reading
He walked the streets of town, paint brush in hand.Times were tough. Men everywhere were out of work. It wasn’t uncommon for people to hop… Continue reading
“The boomers are coming! The boomers are coming!” she sings out in this lovely voice with a grin on her face and the ever present… Continue reading
She sat at the bottom of the stairway, holding a sign that read, “Pregnant and Homeless.”As cars rushed past and fumes swirled around her, she… Continue reading
They’re like shaken soda bottles — bouncy and fun and filled with a joy and laughter that flows freely.As I watch, their grins and giggles… Continue reading
“What if?” she asked in her quiet, modest way. “What if we buy it?”For Barbara White-Davis, who was picking up six fruit trees at the… Continue reading
Synchronicity is defined as, “a coincidence of events that seem to be meaningfully related.”In the class I’m taking with a group in Poulsbo on “The… Continue reading
It started as a prick of conscience. Not like the prick of conscience that suggested I should stop stealing my neighbors’ newspaper — a practice that started innocently enough when I found scores of papers left abandoned to lie on the edge of slush puddles and/or half-buried in snow drifts.
It started off a joyful day as I awakened to an all white world.
Everyone knows and loves the story, a perennial Christmas favorite.
It came to her in a dream.
On the middle shelf at eye level, it posed, alluring and tantalizing.
