Four Years after Midnight
Early in the morning, four years ago today, my mother took her last silent breath while I sat nearby, writing … Continue reading Four Years after Midnight
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Wordless Wednesday
Three years. You are missed. Continue reading Wordless Wednesday
Adventure Log, in the Time of Corona
I’ve been to the desert on a horse with no name. AKA, the grocery store. It’s been 28 days since … Continue reading Adventure Log, in the Time of Corona
Flora & Fauna Friday
Writing Down the Story 