• Twinkly Trees and Traditions

    Last night I drove down my street towards my home at the end of it, and…

  • TRASH

    New Year’s Eve. 2018. So much to think about and ponder upon and yet, I remember…

  • oh September

    time to bid you farewell though it seems that you just walked across the grass wet…

  • the swing

    I sit outside on the porch as a warm breeze blows through and twenty-two years disappear…

  • apricity

    she is comfort the sound of rain on the faded tin roof the hum of the…

  • Lessons in Trusting From an Eleven Year Old

    Cooter was sick with his standard Sunday evening 12 hour stomach thing two weeks ago.  I…

  • Book Launch Joy

    The folks who know me best know I have a love of books.  One that has…

  • Football and Other Team Sports

    The past few weekends have found me watching a whole lot of football.  Some exciting things…

  • A Grace Filled Eve

    Tonight I will gather with little folks (and a few big) whom I love right here…

  • Christmas Eve Light and Love

    Twenty-two years ago Christmas Eve fell on a Sunday, just like this year.  My baby girl…