Once upon a time, Sam and Serena Swan lazily paddled along the shore of iama island. Snow and ice rimmed the shore like salt on the rim of a margarita glass. Or so Sam had described the scene to Serena. Sam is so romantic, she thought, gazing at his glossy white feathers with her black…
February 1 marks the beginning of Imbolg (Imbolc) or Saint Brighid’s (Brigid) Day, and the beginning of spring. No, it doesn’t look much like spring here. But I do enjoy setting my mind to such flights of fancy. By the way, it’s a good thing I looked up “flights of fancy” because I thought…
Over and over, I walk the paths near home, alongside the Mississippi. Follow the river… Isn’t that what lost people are told? As I walk, I wonder how far the water has traveled and where it will go. Does it end up back in the clouds? Will it rain down to the river to travel…
Sorry, no audio recording for this post. It’s NaNoWriMo (read more about that under My Writing Life) and I must write! I had intended to head towards an idyllic destination. I think I caught a glimpse of it behind the trees. But when I reached the clearing, nothing around me looked like what I’d imagined…
On the morning of September 14, I finished packing things into my cargo van, a small Ford Transit Connect, and began my road trip from Minnesota to the east coast to visit family. I broke the drive up over three days. The first night, I found a Cracker Barrel restaurant in Elkhart, Indiana and parked…
A summer off from blogging, most of social media, busyness, and information overload. I’m just chilling… Do you believe that? Latte and I arrived at a local park early one morning to go on our usual walk. We stopped back at the van so I could have coffee and read a book, then took another…
