Bubbles on my Latte and Pink Polish

My pastel pink nails clink against my coffee mug as I tap out the melody coming over the radio. I boldly face all the controversy and problems that lay ahead one word at a time. The letters fall across my keyboard like a scrabble board game. I look down at my notebook that has aContinue reading “Bubbles on my Latte and Pink Polish”

The Pressing Solitude of Decisions

A decision pressed closely against the glass Reverberates a prism of thought Of connection. Of dissonance. A decision of solitude. A decision of birth or denial. A decision pressed closely against the glass Strains its ugly ear to find you. Strains into your deepest thoughts. Listening, pressing close. Making a crowd or closing in solitude.Continue reading “The Pressing Solitude of Decisions”

A Dove and a Mirror

As I gazed in the mirror at my wood wicked chair I wondered what was is to come. A dove flighted off a branch and I wondered; wondered deep. Wandering through the paths of all the “could be’s” and the “might’s.” To a deep wonder. I stood gazing back at my old life. Had IContinue reading “A Dove and a Mirror”

Rattlesnake Ridge, Snoqualmie Falls

My foot heaved over the ruddy roots as Ruby sprang ahead of me. Ruby is my sister’s dog. I was climbing Rattlesnake Ridge not 6 months after my surgery. It was an amazing feeling of triumph. One of those feelings you get after doing something to the max. Pushing yourself to your limits. As theContinue reading “Rattlesnake Ridge, Snoqualmie Falls”

The Simple Beauty of Nature

As I stepped through the knee-high green grasses I breathed in the fresh air. It was cleansing as if giving the prairie a new birth. My father often says that the prairie changes her dresses for every season. The prairie is changing her dresses. The fresh air streamed against the hanging white sheets billowing inContinue reading “The Simple Beauty of Nature”

Nature Swallows the Fog

The fog swallows the prairie. The glistening waters of the pond reflect a dull hue. A flock of geese drone a lonely song. As the cows bellow faintly in the distance. A dozen deer prance over the hill their image erased in fog. Cars come and the whole mystique of the prairie washes away withContinue reading “Nature Swallows the Fog”

Cinnamon Popovers- Enjoying a Beautiful Friday

As the smell of cinnamon filled my small kitchen I glanced at the Roman numerals on the old clock. Isn’t it interesting how time plays such an integral part of baking but also with life? If you think about baking is making something new just like every choice we make in this life. Interesting… sorryContinue reading “Cinnamon Popovers- Enjoying a Beautiful Friday”

5:45 the Writer Wakes: El Yunque

The cheerful ringing of the chimes outside my door wakes me. Sitting up I yawn languidly and think pleasant thoughts of coffee, scones, and my hike through El Yunque National Forest. It seems ages since I drifted into this memory, floating still in my head like a balloon without a string. It was quite a trekContinue reading “5:45 the Writer Wakes: El Yunque”