Y’ALL. It has been a helluva past six months. Kid finished 4th grade and, therefore, elementary school. I dyed my hair. Kid and I spent half the summer sick with various and sundry. My irises were gorgeous. We camped in the back yard. Grandma fell and couldn’t live at home anymore. We rode horses. I …
Today is the last day of National Poetry Month, so I’m finally posting a poem. Better late than never, right? ; ) I wrote this the day after I came upon my Grandpa sitting in his rocking chair in the sun room, peering toward the outside beyond the window, and quietly singing “Amazing Grace” and …
My baby daughter gains exposure to the weirdness of her family of origin.
Or: The One That Got Away Last night, Trish and Becca came over to help me select a few of my paintings to donate to the Consortium’s art fundraiser. Afterward, Becca and I chatted about all things artsy, including noveling and blogging. As I was replacing paintings on my overloaded art shelves, Becca said, “I …