It had been decades since the sensation had hit me this hard, although I recognized it immediately. I had just come out of the kitchen to join my sisters for morning coffee when, centered deep and low inside, the ache … Continue reading
Though it doesn’t show here, I have been actively writing this month. At the suggestion of the writing circle I added dialogue to my short memoir, Studebaker. It is a delightful improvement and I have posted it under About Being … Continue reading
I don’t recall what age I was when my mother gave me the silver medallion. She knew I was curious about it, and that I would take good care of it, which I was/am and have. The name on it … Continue reading
Often I will awaken after midnight and have a difficult time returning to sleep. One of the methods I use to lull myself is to turn on the radio, low enough that it doesn’t disturb my husband, but high enough … Continue reading
chickadees feast woodpeckers cling hummingbirds spar lapping long draughts ever more slowly koi course last light profiles pear tinged poplars against steely blue sky maple leaves big as dinner plates lie scattered wet shreds of storm clouds tangle in branches
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I am keeping a close eye on that one big Brandywine Heirloom Tomato that is ripening in my kitchen counter colander. I only get two or three of them to mature (due to our cool PNW summers and falls) and … Continue reading
I took this photo inside the Old Point Loma Lighthouse, from the top of the stairs looking up at the searchlight in its glass paneled ceiling. I titled the photo Zebra 2, knowing Creighton would understand the reference. There was … Continue reading
Lindy Low LeCoq 