Photo by the author The past has flavor. It tastes like cherry popsicles melting red down your arm on a hot summer day. It might taste like Saturday night at home, watching the movie of the week and eating pepperoni pizza. The kind from a box kit, with tiny circles of spicy pepperoni swirled into … Continue reading Everyone’s Taste is Not Your Own
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New Year New Goals
Unlike my friend here, I don't have an excuse for not writing more. The past year has been a series of "if only" - If only I didn't have to work full time, if only I had more time, if only I had a dedicated writing space, and on and on and on. It's the … Continue reading New Year New Goals
Thankful for Small Steps
I turned 60 this year, and for the first time in my life I've realized I have far fewer days ahead of me than behind. It's a startling revelation, one that leads me to portion out my days like a miser hoarding gold. A very small stack of gold. One that I should have appreciated … Continue reading Thankful for Small Steps
Finding Fossils in Ladonia, Texas
Ladonia Fossil Park - Photo by the author On a sunny Sunday afternoon Andrew and I drove to Ladonia, Texas to look for fossils. They’d been waiting for discovery some eighty million years, so we were in no particular hurry to arrive. Small towns with quaint names peppered the map along the path we traveled … Continue reading Finding Fossils in Ladonia, Texas
Where Do You Go When You Can’t Go Out?
Photo by Terrye Turpin I hope everyone is safe and snug at home. I've given up the search for toilet paper. Instead I hear my mother's ghost warning me each time I approach the bathroom. Toilet paper must have cost more in the 70s. "Don't use so much! Stop spinning that roll!" Mom grew up … Continue reading Where Do You Go When You Can’t Go Out?
This is a War Machine
The USS Cavalla rests at Seawolf Park in Galveston, Texas. On June 19, 1944 she sank the Japanese carrier Shokaku, one of the warships responsible for the attack on Pearl Harbor. Andrew and I climbed down the ladder into the sub, a giggling group of teenage girls behind us. The Cavalla, decommissioned in 1946, was … Continue reading This is a War Machine
What Falls From the Sky Does Not Strike Me
The author — Photo by her patient husband, Andrew Our rented Buick rocked as the tractor trailers and rock haulers zipped past on the highway. I gripped the door handle, certain a homicidal maniac steered each truck rushing by, intent on racking up another victim on their way to the West Texas oil fields. We had selected the … Continue reading What Falls From the Sky Does Not Strike Me
Meet Me at the Vanishing Point
Another version of me has dirt under her fingernails Photo: Geri Lavrov/Photographer’s Choice/Getty Images PlusIf another me exists in another universe, I picture her clad in a red gingham dress or blue denim overalls. She toils on a farm surrounded by corn and cows. This is the life I might have lived, had I followed the … Continue reading Meet Me at the Vanishing Point
A Bird in the Basket
Photo by Alvaro Daimiel on Unsplash I hadn’t planned on sharing the 650 square feet of space I called home. Andrew and I had reached the point in our dating life where he kept a spare toothbrush at my place and I had cleared out a shelf in my closet for him. I could barely fit … Continue reading A Bird in the Basket
Goodbye Old Friend
My new car is a spaceship. The dash has more buttons and dials than Doc’s DeLorean did in Back to the Future. It runs on premium gas, though, and not recycled garbage. My brand-new Honda Civic Sport Touring might be the last car I ever buy. “What are you going to name your new car?” Andrew … Continue reading Goodbye Old Friend
Let's Get Out of Here 