“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….”
“When she smiles, the lines in her face become epic narratives that trace the stories of generations that no book can replace.” Curtis Tyrone Jones It’s dusk, I’m rocking two naked grand babies in an over sized nursery room rocker, they are not only identical, but perfectly replicate my memories of motherhood, including the exhaustion, […]
“Hevel, hevel, everything is utterly hevel.” Ecclesiastes 1:2 The search is on, what is the meaning of life, not just mine, but all life. I’m obsessed with the word hevel. It appears thirty-eight times in Ecclesiastes, part of the wisdom literature, and loosely translates to something akin to smoke, vapor, or fog. Like the fog, […]
I’m sitting in the doublewide chair at the lake house, staring out the picture window, observing the constant movement of swallows, ducks, and geese as they interact with the watery environment. It’s late summer, a familiar pungent aroma melds with the dank environment, as if a massive compost has sprung up in the backyard, when […]
Living in the Gap 