Despite the fact that quite a bit of the day was overcast, I felt like spring might finally be here. The flowers and trees and birds are doing their best to support this philosophy. The cowbirds and catbirds have returned. It was so nice yesterday to step outside as evening was falling and hear the catbirds. Continue reading
Quality Express hotel doesn’t exist anywhere (that I know of) except in my mind.
It Ain’t Me, Babe
It’s Friday night at the Quality Express. The lights in the bar are low. Candles flicker on tables. It’s more ambiance than you’d expect for a hotel that caters to business travelers. Continue reading
Princess of Self-Discovery
Come to Orlando, they said. Sing at the Park, they said. You’ll be discovered, they said. Continue reading
but this time it’s a good thing.
Last night I was desperately (that in itself was probably part of the problem) trying to ketchup with the A to Z challenge, get my Friday Fictioneers story done, because I hate to miss that one, and maybe get some poetry written. Continue reading
He grabs my hand. “Let’s cross the bridge.” Continue reading
Yes, I’m playing ketchup. Oops, don’t tell fate.
Saturday Brunch Is A Thing
Nine months. That’s how long Joel and I have been seeing each other and by seeing, I mean “dating” like an old-fashioned couple. I think old-fashioned is cool. Continue reading
Jackson Hole and Road Trip
An hour ago, you were hiking a trail in the Grand Tetons, clicking pictures of Lake Jenny. Back in the car for the drive to Jackson Hole, your sister-in-law begins applying nail polish. You lower the window because there’s little else to do. She’s been argumentative for days, and you’d rather not endure her bluster further. Continue reading
I am finally losing my mind. I thought I posted this an hour ago, but here it sits. So forlorn in its lack of publishing. 😦
This is kind of an addendum thought to last night’s question as to whether you had planned your A to Z. Last year, I had written down the theme for each letter. It worked for me. I may have written it that day, but it helped having the theme before me. This year, argh, I don’t know what’s up. Later tonight, I should sit down and do a “place” for the remaining letters because today was agony trying to come up with an “i.” I even considered doing something out of the ordinary, like imagination. Because imagination is a place, isn’t it? 🙂 Sigh.
If you’re participating in the A to Z, are you a pantser, like me? Or are you a planner? Someday I would like to grow up and be a planner. 🙂
Elysian Fields and Future Words
The boy she loved lives in Elysian Fields, taken too soon, all the shared future words but memories in her journal. Continue reading