A Sunny Spot

A Sunny Spot

Two of my cats, ginger tabbys, greet me with sleepy eyes and soft purrs. The sun pours on them, a liquid blanket of gold. They shift to accept my pets, turning the sun into flames rippling across their coats, their purring increasing to something like the noise of a distant roaring fire.

Horse or Donkey?

Horse or Donkey?

  I’m stubborn. Not only a Taurus, I was also born in the year of the Ox. I’m mixing my astrology, I know. I guess it’s why I have a double helping of stubborn. Do I think I don’t have a choice in being stubborn? No. I don’t believe in...
A Reward From My Principal

A Reward From My Principal

Today I was reminded of a great lesson my principal taught me when I was sixteen. I walked down the narrow hall, crowded with other kids rushing to leave school. We packed the hallway, a steady flow. Like an explosion went off, a clearing appeared just ahead of me. I...
Season for Death

Season for Death

I almost crashed several times while driving out of my neighborhood this week. The lane is not tricky, and the snow didn’t faze me. The bright contrast of a white blanket cast gently over the land usually soothes me, in fact. Trees and bushes slumbering...