She came home from school, tossed her bag on the couch and casually mentioned, ‘ We read a poem in school today. It was nice.’ Continue reading “In Another Life”
I stood in front of the stove, waiting for the tea to boil. Yes, I can see you rolling your eyes. Why does everything have to be about tea with this woman? Guilty as charged but hear me out. Continue reading “Slow Social Media and why I enjoy it a good deal”
Sometimes, I have good thoughts. They’re all of the pretty variety- golden blooms, blue waves, sunshiny skies.