Family Tree

They chopped it down. Moving throughThat land between two riversIn stampedesOf angry growling machines-Hell bent on profitable purpose And a desire to burnThose softGreenblanketed hillsTurning the dirt over,Into the kind of green-which burned inside their pockets To them it was just a tree-A 100 year old oak,Firmly planted,In a 20 acre spreadBought and paid for-byContinue reading “Family Tree”

Does Tabitha’s Coffee Get Cold?

I can’t count the number of times that I’ve started to write and then found something to clean.  Get my area ready, coffee poured and then I find that I need to clean the litter box or an animal needs feeding and their feeding area needs to be cleaned. The floor needs sweeping, the dishesContinue reading “Does Tabitha’s Coffee Get Cold?”

Grandma’s School of Decorating

It’s late and I’m writing. I wish I knew why I can’t seem to write during the day while the kids are at school and my husband is at work. No, the words can’t start flowing until after 10pm. When I’m teetering on the edge of sleep happiness. I feel as though I’m preparing forContinue reading “Grandma’s School of Decorating”

Does This Blog Make Me A Writer?

I’ve let this whole project/blog/thing fall by the wayside, haven’t I? In the past few months I’ve really considered shutting the whole thing down. But something always makes me pause and want to start again. I write a few things and save them in my ever expanding draft file. Then life gets in the wayContinue reading “Does This Blog Make Me A Writer?”

Who’s Afraid of The Big Bad Witch?

Talking about religion when that religion isn’t christianity in the Bible Belt is not the best of ideas. I’ve lied about it, well been completely evasive, on more than one occasion. I honestly don’t consider myself to be religious, maybe spiritual is more the word for what I feel (?). Either way it is notContinue reading “Who’s Afraid of The Big Bad Witch?”

The Never-ending Quarantine Story…

I have to check at least three or four times a day what day it is. Is it Monday? Is it Friday? Who knows or even cares anymore? Time seems to have become non-existent. Sometimes it’s as if Mother Nature is finally disciplining her children. “Slow the F**k down.” she seems to say. I amContinue reading “The Never-ending Quarantine Story…”