A River Runs Through Us – part 2
Latte had her nose to the ground as she pulled Moss through a clump of burdock and headed towards the trees. Cleavers grabbed at Moss’s feet, nearly tripping her as she fought to keep up with the fast moving dog.
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A River Runs Through Us – part 1
I began writing my observations of the Mississippi River and how this summer’s drought and a river bank restoration project affected the river and woods. Observing this area close to home turned into a summer project, which I plan to continue for a while. Rather than present my observations with photos and explanations, I wrote…
StoryFest 2020: Humpty Dumpty’s Demise
During the month of May 2020, I participated in Julie Duffy’s StoryADayMay, which means that I wrote one short story everyday in May. To celebrate everyone’s hard work, each participant was invited to submit one story they wrote. You will be able to find the links to the StoryFest submissions on June 27-28 at StoryADay.org. My…
Four Survival Skills for Daily Life
Survival Skill 1: Humor and Laughter Have you ever noticed the inevitable appearance of outrageous stories and braying guffaws at funerals? It’s like a pressure valve being turned, not in a gradual motion, but in a quick crank from closed to wide open. I have long considered humor and laughter to be a survival skill….
Staying Home, Reimagining Happily Ever After
Staying home is starting to get to me. Up to now, things haven’t felt very different from how I normally conduct my life. When I look out my window or go for my walks, nothings strikes me as particularly unusual. The main difference in my life is the difficulty of getting groceries, and even that…
Can You Pickup Life Where You Left Off After a Time Away?
I was listened to Sarah Werner’s podcast titled “Getting Back to Writing” when the question came to me, why is it so hard to pickup your life where you left off? I completed the Culinary Nutrition Expert (CNE) program a couple weeks ago, and I feel like I’ve been floundering ever since. “What’s next?” I…