sitting down with a bowl full of unshelled peas still warm from the sun the white enamel pan cool on my lap filled to the brim with a whole mess of them my fingers move with the same motions memorized by the hands of my people zipping them open and dropping the peas down into… Continue reading shelling peas
Tag: Uncle
A Spoonful of Memories
So these beauties were given to me yesterday. Yes. I know. Gorgeous, aren't they? And I will treasure them as the wonderful art they are. I am lucky enough to be related to the craftsman who made them. My Uncle. He makes these and shares them. I like to think it's how he says I love you. … Continue reading A Spoonful of Memories
What I’d Say
It was twenty-seven years ago today that I graduated from high school. Wow. I graduated from the same high school that my Daddy graduated from, and we even had a couple of the same teachers. He graduated before segregation and before the new campus was built--his school combined with two other schools to form the one I attended.… Continue reading What I’d Say
I Might Need A Nap 