#OTR50 Day 115: Pushing Through the Storm
Today was filled with rough currents and troubled waters.
The kind of storms that make you want to turn around or head to shore. […]
Read MoreOn the Road Past 50: My internal zephyr… from fluttery wisps to whirlwind tempests
Today was filled with rough currents and troubled waters.
The kind of storms that make you want to turn around or head to shore. […]
Read Morehat photo yesterday sparked memories to pour forth with an unexpected ease. As if the words truly had been incubating for 30 years in the deep recesses of my subconscious.
Read MoreTa’ra unfurled the map and looked at the drawings, then up at the cairn that lay not more than 100 meters in front of them. It was tall, perhaps as high as 5 meters. The lower half of it disguised by moss, the top covered in vines. If they hadn’t been searching for this exact landmark for almost two days, it could easily have been missed. Yet. . . […]
Read MoreI know that there is a rich history of writers whose prose was fueled by drink. Me? One margarita and my eyes can barely focus properly to type this sentence. . .and I had to reread and edit that twice because it did not make sense at first. Could they do it because they wrote […]
Read MoreBread delicious bread I crave your fulfilling carbs […]
Read MoreI write and I write and I write | Your pages don’t turn but I fill them nonetheless | With words that I hear first in my mind and then flow onto the page that is not paper […]
Read MoreI’ve been writing quite a bit of poetry and/or short pieces about the dogs of late. Not to mention the occasional dual dog and poem post. I believe the reason for this lies bundled inside my exhaustion. I have been burning the candle on both ends for weeks now. . . loads of things going […]
Read MoreEveryone needs a BFF! When Luna was still a tiny rescue puppy at about 12 weeks, we met our neighbors and their dog, Abby. Abby was about one at the time and it was an instant puppy friendship. Luna looked like a miniature Abby. Although she now has a slight brown overtone in places, as […]
Read MoreThere is nothing like the feeling of coming home […]
Read MoreYou welcome this weary traveler home with expressive eyes | I see you and you see me | You worry that I don’t know that you missed me. . .I know | You need me to know that I should stay. . . I know
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