Frogs, Love, and a Rain Swept Night
All night we’ve had thunder, lightning, rain, and hail. Hours later my back deck is still hail. In the creek and field behind my home the frogs are singing with loud clear voices, calling for romance....
View ArticleMemories, Parenting, Shared Stories, and Growing Up
My daughter turned nineteen yesterday. That now means I’m officially a parent of those who are exclusively adults. With the kids in my life getting older it beings back a flood of memories from the...
View ArticleStrange Strangers on a Full Moon Night
This afternoon I was thinking about Werewolves for some unknown reason. Maybe it was the coyotes behind my house. Maybe it was just my own big dog following me around. I couldn’t get Vlad to get off of...
View ArticleMusings on Childhood and Hell
A lot of my childhood memories are of me just trying to figure things out. My mother and I watched a funeral procession when I was almost four. She pointed out the beautiful white horses that pulled...
View ArticleStrange Strangers on a Full Moon Night
Strange Strangers on a Full Moon Night Mars was exceptionally bright in the sky last night. The moon was less than full but still exceptionally bright. This morning I dropped the kids off to school....
View ArticleMeetings
I’ve been waiting 40 minutes for a Zoom call. The message on the screen says “Waiting for the host to start this meeting”. I haveContinue reading
View ArticleThe Girl in the Mirror
Originally posted on Dysfictional: Photo by Mariana Montrazi “This stops now.” “But Daddy! Deedee needs to eat too!” “She’s just a little girl, Hal. It’s…
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