How the Light Gets In Deemed “Fresh Pick”!
Hey there, friends! It's Saturday morning here, so I'm popping in a moment before we head to a birthday party with a Slip 'N Slide (don't you just love summer?!). I have two good tidbits of news to share! This week, Fresh Fiction
Too Much Information
Much to my introverted husband’s chagrin, I didn’t use to believe in too much information. The acronyms TMI stood for Three Mile Island in Pennsylvania. But this week, I came upon a video of me and my daughter posted to
Publishing Wisdom From a Whippersnapper
(Celebrating my birthday at a B&B with my husband, so I uploaded this vlog instead.)
Visible Ink
Every Tuesday night, my father totes a bucket of lyrics scrawled on 2 x 4 scraps and her father plucks chords on a cream guitar inlaid with mother of pearl.Thus, Barbie and Ken’s love story unfolds against the soundtrack of
Between Art & Love
I took a literature class in college overseen by a wonderfully eccentric professor with a puffed black bun and a coffee cup coordinating with her rhinestone spectacles who believed that diverging from the syllabus but remaining on topic with what it
Finding My Way Through The Wall
Sure, I get to sit here in my stocking feet with a mug of tea beside my computer and look outside where a sparrow is trying to head butt his way through our Hardyboard siding, but sometimes -- despite these