On the line

Thanksgiving night, my kids were talking to my dad on the phone, the obligatory holiday call that doesn’t yet feel obligatory to them.
As I listened to the cadence of their voices, as news and questions passed back and forth across the line, I had a flash of guilt, or pity. And for a long crazy [...]

This thing of ours

Almost a year ago, I found myself holding one end of a tug-of-war rope. On the other end were my sister and my best friend, as they tried to pull me across the red line and into the world of blogging.
It wasn’t so much that I was against the idea, I was just kind of [...]

Enough

So. Thanksgiving.
The best of the holidays, right?
Honest, I’m trying to be grateful and to take measure of the good things that will fill the day, even as I squint hard this year to see the holiday as something tinged around the edges with that amber colored light that you see in commercials for crescent rolls [...]

Once a year

It all started with this book and a character named Amaryllis Minton.

I don’t remember what age I was when I read it for the first time (our step-grandmother had a collection of Gene Stratton-Porter books, and the order in which I read them is fuzzy), but it became one of my favorite childhood books.
In [...]

A post, or something like it

I had so much fun bringing you all in on the three-part story this week that Holly and Madge and I shared. Thanks for all of your great comments, and for playing along with us.
Now it’s Friday and the end of a very long week, and I’m exhausted.  The holidays and the end of the [...]

Part III - The Room

Now that you’ve read Parts I and II of The Room story - Part I from Holly at June Cleaver Nirvana and Part II here, yesterday - I’m sending you over to Madge at It’s a Madge, Madge World for Part Three, where the story comes full circle.
This whole story reminds me that life [...]

Part II - A room, and serendipity

I hope you had a chance to read Part 1 of this story yesterday, “Room for Holly’s Teenage Angst,” written and illustrated by Holly at June Cleaver Nirvana. If you haven’t, you might want to take a moment to catch up, and then come back here for Part II.
Once upon a time, I left [...]

A room, and serendipity

So here’s the deal.
Holly at June Cleaver Nirvana and Madge at It’s a Mad Madge World and I have been working on a three-part post. One part of the story will appear on each of our blogs over the next three days.
Holly tells Part I of the story today over at her place, I’ll tell [...]

Goodnight moon, goodnight stars

As you know, my sister has been with us this last week, and we’ve been doing some fun and interesting things. The best of them, in my opinion (and I don’t think I’m alone in this), was our trip out of town on Saturday to the Kitt Peak National Observatory southwest of Tucson. We went [...]

Fire

Their hair smelled of woodsmoke, their fingers were sticky with marshmallow. Firelight danced and flickered on their faces as she made up a song about roasting marshmallows and he strategically added a few of them to the top of a log, so we could watch them swell to the size of baseballs and flame high [...]