I found them yesterday while searching through garbage bags in my basement.. They are treasures to me, works of art, of indescribable worth…and as I pulled them out from in between patio chair cushions, just the smell of old rubber, and dust was intoxicating  to my my nostrils.  I breathed deep.. and the memories flooded … More Raindrops on rubber boots….

As the dawn approaches, the silhouette of many branches surround me. The street lamps glow orange, illuminating the rough wood from which they are held in their secure place.  They light up the road, and embrace it in the early morn, and a white and full moon shines down from the far away heavens as … More A bit of a wreck…

The empty chair beckons to be filled, to be utilized for what it  was fitted for.. Its scary… and foreboding.. this standing on your own, in your space, and wondering where  on God’s green earth, these individuals that once filled up your life have gotten to? The chair screams for attention, look at me, concentrate … More Your character is showing….

It somehow made its way into the edge of the palm of my hand.  It was not noticeable at first. It was a tiny thing, and I don’t recall when it occurred, but then it just began to irritate, not a great deal, but enough to be bothersome, and cause me to grab my “ … More Small Town goodness…

A blue and white checkered printed cotton reminds me of a crisp Spring day, with white  fluffy clouds dotting the azure  sky above. A bed skirt is often the very last item thought about when adorning a bed.  In a short expanse of time  you realize there is nowhere on earth you will be able … More The traveling bed skirt….

A new year lays ahead, and with it, the closing of another chapter that cascades over from our lives.  This past one  has been filled with tough things, wonderful moments, unexpected love gifts, and trudging through emotional trenches dotted with land mines. Such is as it is when family is involved.  Differing viewpoints, personalities, frames … More Making the moments count…

The night before last, I put the alarm on, and locked the shop up tight.  My feet made a loud crunching noise on the frozen landscape.  It was a still night, and Alice’s, the restaurant next door was more deserted than usual. My eyes were drawn to the white orb in the night sky, and … More The difficult choice….

This is a place you did not want to go… You don’t want to accept that this is happening to somebody that you love… but it is. It starts early morning, and you hear the faintest sounds of the bed next to your bedroom creak.  She is awake. You are still partially in sleep mode, … More Wandering into the next phase….

Let’s just say that when I decided to embark on this adventure of road tripping a 26’ big yellow truck, there were a surprising number of my compadres who wanted to ride shotgun. Apparently size does matter, and also carrying your earthly belongings across multiple states, and into the country to the north, means a … More The Road Trip in Big Bird

I debated, and the thoughts rolled around in my head, as I drive home from work today. I was tired, but exhilarated after being on my feet all day, assisting customers, and rearranging shelves, but I was missing my Mum, and thinking about her during my day. She had owned, and worked at selling Teddy … More Hang on to that conversation…