Writing was always my plan, but having passed 3/4 of a century of living, things have gotten really real. If I don't do more than dip my toes in the water, I'll run out of life & time. I am ready, with some trepidation, to make the dive!
“The history of the Underground Railroad will be an important part of history you’ll be taught in school a bit later. And if I’m right, each of you will have quite a contribution to share in your classes when that time comes.”
"Ohhhhh." Groan "Ohhhhh." Moan “Jimmy! Hush! I can’t tell what they’re saying!” Jimmy hushed. Sarah leaned her ear against the barely cracked open door to listen to their parents out in the hall.
All the Feels
There are more dabblers than committed artists among us and yet we, too are artists in our souls, attracted to one medium after another project after another skill after another . . . We are rather like hummingbirds who flit from flower to flower, tasting all the nectars; honeybees buzzing after pollen from blossoms to blossom.
High in the rafters of the cattywampus old barn, first one golden eye and then the other opened in the absolute blackness of a moonless night. Old Owl spread sharp talons pushed off the beam perch. The small, furry critters that shared the old barn as their homes scurried between cracks, into open knot-holes, beneath scattered straw . . . anywhere safe and unseen from those see-everything-that-moves-in-the-dark eyes.
“Hey, wait! Wait for me!” “Well, hurry up, twerp. We ain’t got all day.” “I know, I know, but I stepped in somethin’ yucky.”
A Horse Story for Sweet Dreams
My favorite stories as a child were horse stories, because I longed ever so much to have a horse of my own and because they gave me the most wonderful dreams. This is the story of one young girl whose name is Morgan and her Appaloosa horse, Endo. Not only is it a fabulous tale, but even better? It is a true story!
Snipping With Scissors
Remember when you were a child and cut bits and pieces from a piece of folded paper to create snowflakes for Christmas or hearts for Valentine’s Day? Maybe you’ve shared the fun of the scissors craft as a rainy day pastime with your own children or grandchildren, having no idea it was a simplest form of a recognized folk art, Scherenschnitte (rhymes with shear ‘n snip).
“Why is she the one doing this? She isn’t even wearing a proper uniform!” The Girl Scout mother didn’t care that Megan and I were near enough to hear her snarky comments.