Missing Rita
Two years ago my mother became a butterfly. It was a warm September Thursday evening, sometime after 6:00 PM and my sister, Heather, and...
There's a ladybug crawling on my earlobe
Sunday, August 12, 2018. Blue sky is chasing the August summer storm clouds away. The AC purrs as Rita stretches her leg catlike. The...
Pas de Chat
I have come to the realization that writing is a full time occupation. That seems obvious, but I always thought that I would have time...
Coffee tango
I used to dance a lot of Argentine Tango. {pause} That was a brilliant, but foolhardy time in my life. If you are a tango dancer, you...
In Hunter Green
With Ireland’s misty climate (where it appears to rain most days, even if just a sprinkle or two), you would think that every good Irish las
Il est impossible de s'ennuyer avec eux.
I wrote this little "French" story a few years ago when I was taking a language class at Idlewild Books. Originally the story was
Regency novel hairdos
A few years ago I stumbled upon Georgette Hayer's regency novels and they can be quite diverting. Admittedly, the audio book versions ar