Birds and Bees

“I don’t know what to do about this.” “Sorry, what?” He looked up from his computer. “The situation with the kids? And that country song? Why can’t they just stick to lovesick crooning and runaway dogs and makin’ Momma proud?” I asked. “Uh…what seems to be the problem?” His computer was shut tight now, giving … Continue reading

Nina

She says my name like this: “JENN-i-fer!” with emphasis on the first syllable and always with an exclamation point. Every time, she is most decidedly enthusiastic that I dialed her number and invariably, regardless of the reason for the call, I smile wide into the receiver. With a seven a.m. report that my children are sick … Continue reading

Snow Capsule

March 11th. The yawn almost splits my jaw. I try to focus on the right of the porch, wincing as cold air sweeps over my bare legs, giving rise to prickly gooseflesh. Jose is late – again. As I turn, a flash of red catches my eye. What? He never delivers to the left side. With … Continue reading

Wonder Years

This post is part of #Writing101, a course offered by Blogging U. The assignment: to write the first of several pieces about loss. You can read another piece about Grandma Jeanne, or this piece about bike riding.  ——– With my two feet level on the pedals, knees straight and butt off the seat, I could cruise for … Continue reading

A Tale of One Song

It’s 1991 and summertime – summer camp to be more exact. Several of my friends and I have spent a week throwing ourselves off the high dive and onto “The Blob” on the lake, playing volleyball, softball and soccer, fishing, making leather bracelets, having small group Bible studies and large feet-stompin’-hand-clappin’ praise Jesus sessions in … Continue reading

Layers of a Place

The very first time we pulled into the parking lot, it was after an overnight drive. Something about a sunrise arrival sinks into your pores and won’t let go: the way the rising sun glows pink, brightening over the pines; the vague scent of salt in the air as it travels from the coast inland; … Continue reading

Free Time Stories: Sledding

Originally published on Plumfield Academy’s blog.  ———— We sat around the teacher’s lounge today at lunch and chatted. We call it the teacher’s lounge fondly, because one woman has a horrible memory of accidentally opening the door to the teacher’s lounge when she was young, and being vehemently scolded and forcibly escorted. At Plumfield, the … Continue reading

Weekly Photo Challenge: Fresh

I began the afternoon grousing about the snow, the cold, and the general lack of…something different, anything new. Inspired by this week’s Daily Post Photo Challenge (Fresh), I hunted through some old photos. What a glorious and unexpected journey through the seasons; now I’m celebrating the way that a little fresh perspective can make a … Continue reading

Weekly Photo Challenge: Orange

Happened to come across a recent Daily Post Photo Challenge (Orange).  Went on a hunt around my house and found these treasures. What an enjoyable way to spend a waning afternoon, trying to notice and capture what’s around me.  View other responses to this challenge here.

in the afternoon

head pounding, neck aching, radio blaring the ride home is a numb blur of grays and browns, whizzing by monotonous sounds sliding into one another and as I take a breath, I’m parked in the drive and – how did that happen?? slow, savor, see the gifts. slow and notice breath: my own miraculous inhale … Continue reading