How Sweet It Is

Photo by the Author We didn’t need twenty-five pounds of sugar, but I felt a small thrill of satisfaction as I lifted the plastic bag onto my cart. The sensation could have been a stab of pain from hefting the heavy sack. “What will we do with that much sugar?” My husband, Andrew asked. “I’ll … Continue reading How Sweet It Is

Where I’m From

Photo by Terrye Turpin I’m from Friday night football games Third Quarter sitting with the band kids.Fourth Quarter standing in the end zone Rooting for the visiting team. I’m from Saturday night drive-in backseat sinAnd Sunday morning sermons served with dinner on the ground, Communion with fried chicken. Photo by Terrye TurpinI’m from a land where Pump jacks bob against the horizonLike … Continue reading Where I’m From