Near Miss

They called it a near miss, but I called it strategic planning. “What are you doing, G?” “Admiring my recent work, dear sister.” The dark slits of her eyes narrowed as her chest heaved in disbelief. “Seriously? Why would you admire this work? It’s uninteresting and has no meaning.” “No meaning? Of course it has meaning,” he said as he smoothed insulted gray hair. “I don’t get it.” “I’m strategic in the placement. It’s exactly where it’s supposed to be,Read more

SoCS: All that is good

Dear Trail, You are the picture of life, of breath You lead me past spring mud and melting snow Into summer’s green and warmth Through autumn’s colorful splendor I adore you   You are the picture of happiness and joy Your path takes me on a pleasant journey Into forests of trees and places unknown Through bright sunlight and dancing shadows I admire you   You are the picture of all that is good You take me along the pathRead more

Parental Admiration

Weekly Photo Challenge: Show us someone or something you admire (and tell us about them, too)! Hands down, I admire my parents the most. Evan and Pauline. They met and and began dating while both were working at the Great Atlantic and Pacific Tea Company (A&P grocery store) in the early 1950’s. Evan was a manager and Pauline a bookkeeper. When my father was transferred to a store in the small burg of Waupaca, he decided that my mother should followRead more

Cool Opotamus

Is a hippopotamus a hippopotamus, or just a really cool Opotamus? ~Mitch Hedberg~ Does anyone ever believe they are truly hip or cool? I suppose the egotists of the world do. (No, no, that’s not you.) A friend recently texted me that her boyfriend thought I was “a pretty cool person,” which set me to pondering about what this means. I don’t necessarily consider “cool” as a word that defines me. A Star Trek Nerd? Yes. A gangly girl whoRead more

Red Rose

Poetry Day Six: Hero(ine), Ballad, Anaphora/Epistrophe Have you had enough, my cringing readers, of rhyme and haiku and words you don’t understand? I urge you, come out from behind the hands that cover your angst, for today’s poem is about a hero: My boss. I’ve been yearning to write about her and today’s challenge is a perfect way to share the love, respect and admiration I have for her. I hope you enjoy. The Red Rose stands as a soulRead more