The Folkies (Part 1)
I’ve never written a “series” piece before but this story takes place in the time between the 1950s and the 2000s, so it is going to take more than a one-week post to tell it. Here goes. It’s a story … Read More
Emergency Baking
Baking is something that rarely occurs at our house. Neither Jan nor I find ourselves to be particularly good at it. Cupcakes, cookies, and all that stuff we were told our mothers made for us just doesn’t happen here. I’m … Read More
Butterfly Garden
Here come the machines. Marc hurried into the house to tell me there were people marking our trees. “Here we go again,” I thought to myself. Time to plead with the power company not to cut a 30-foot path through … Read More
Dance With A Lady
In the afternoon the sun shines in the glass door that separates the deck from the master bedroom. That beautiful environment is where I have always loved writing. Burn one and start playing. It doesn’t really matter what. Just play. … Read More
Family Tradition
I can still hear the squeaky sound of the hand pump in my grandmother’s kitchen as she filled the pot for boiling the cabbage. Then would come poking the old wood cookstove to get the fire just right. Cabbage seems to … Read More
My Aymara Moon
The full moon. It has many names: Hunter’s Moon, Harvest Moon, Strawberry Moon, etc. I have a name of my own. Aymara Moon. This is a story about how it came about and why it will always be with me. A … Read More