Expanding My Vision
This week my husband found an article on speed reading. It said the majority of us view words on a page as if through a straw. We see the individual letters, turn them into words, into sentences, into paragraphs, and
My Mother, the Grizzly
Green with envy, I was watching the floatie-free kids swim in the deep end of the public pool when I saw my nine-year-old brother, Joshua, begin floundering and churning the water like a seal caught in the jaws of a
A Closet Full of Memories
I come from a long, proud line of wedding-napkin-saving sentimentalists and have an uncanny memory for details everybody else knows better to discard. Yesterday, these two factors did not bode well when I decided to purge my closet and myself of
Leaving the Light
Dipping beneath the cedar tree a spider web -- as usual -- casts a silky netting over my face. I peel it off and pick my way up the cinder blocks to Miss Oberah’s sagging green porch. Beetles the color