“Ruffled feathers and endless squawking over a minor difficulty is typical of a crow’s life. I lean back on the counter and realize that could be my line….”
What’s behind me does not matter? I call bullshit. I’m looking in the rearview mirror of life and all I see are ghosts. I realize it’s a morbid view, and this is supposed to be a holiday piece, but I have no idea how to get there. At first glance there is this annoying tug at […]
It’s so cold in our house my breath creates a fog as soon as it escapes my chapped lips. My fingers are numb, skin as dry as the parched soil outside, and there isn’t enough layers in my entire wardrobe to extinguish the chill I feel deep down in my bones. I’m not kidding. We […]
It’s countdown time people ~ 46, 45, 44, that’s right, the word is about to be enfleshed, out in a manager, no room in the inn. Ring any bells? On our darkest day a light appears in the form of a baby, which we typically celebrate with family, friends, honey-baked ham, liturgies, blow-up snowmen on […]
Pumpkin and Photo by Rachel Oreglia “I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.” Henry David Thoreau Is there something wrong with waking up before dawn, slipping out of a warm bed, tip-toeing to the kitchen, brewing a cup of coffee, before shamelessly worshiping […]
Living in the Gap 