L J Purves
Bio
Artistic spirit who teaches piano, composes, and enjoys writing.
Stories (20/0)
Storm Cover
“Arrgh! No signal!” The storm in her mind is more severe than the rain pummeling my rooftop. I’ve endured many storms over the century. Up until twenty years ago the Coles took care of any damage Mother Nature inflicted upon me. Now I stand alone, weathered by time but still able to shelter any life that ventures within, as is my purpose.
By L J Purves3 years ago in Families
Purpose Is My Passion
This week marks the end of my twenty sixth season teaching piano in the community I call home. Children of the children I once taught come to the studio for lessons now. I love each child who sits on the piano bench as though they are members of my family. I suppose this means that my role in many student’s lives over the years has been a natural, albeit pseudo, progression from older sister, to mother, to grandmother.
By L J Purves3 years ago in Motivation
Late Afternoons
She leaves the house at two thirty, as she does every weekday. It’s a sunny spring day with barely any breeze off the ocean, ideal fishing weather. Roy left at sunrise and will not dock his cuddy until just before the sun dips back into the sea, as satisfied with his day’s catch as the sun will be with the yellow and orange brushstrokes it leaves lingering in the sky, silhouetting grey clouds as darkness settles. She has plenty of time before meeting him in the harbour.
By L J Purves3 years ago in Earth
Le Pétomane
If you enjoy fart humor, I mean seriously enjoy all the hilarity of a good anal rip, then you have likely heard of Le Pétomane, the French “flatulist” (artistic farter) who was the most popular and highest paid performer at the Moulin Rouge in the early 1890’s.
By L J Purves3 years ago in FYI