These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised me. Now, they’ve crept up past my bathroom windowsill and I see them every morning moving in the breeze. I was feeling a little sentimental about them.
Space filling is what my sister used to call the times my brother and I were little and would act extra silly and ramble on about things (“wouldn’t it be…
Sitting at my grandmother’s piano a few months ago, I remembered my resolve to teach my children at least as much about music as I have learned. (and we’re doing…
-Sponge Bob…
He grew up in a poor family of 11 on what was literally the wrong side of the tracks- the country side. The country kids swam in the city’s reservoir…
Sorry for the title, but I just felt so compelled. I’ve been thinking about reviving an old tradition, sort of. (365 Day 249) I know that my ancestors, both…
Remember Melanie Hutsell’s “Where’s my stuff!?” bit on SNL? I don’t blame you if you skipped it, but it takes me back to my first election to ever participate in,…
