Down a Snowy Lane

You’ve been dropping hints for me to come back, Flakes of ice pepper my world with infinite memories. So much has happened since we said good bye, My throat still tightens when I think of you and our journey. But that all changed when we sealed pathways through a mirror darkly. Now all I have … More Down a Snowy Lane

Guest Submission: Grandmother’s Canned fruit

I’ll never forget sitting in my grandparent’s kitchen while family all around laughed and conversed with one another. I sat, a young observer, watching life whirl around me. I sat with an empty bowl and spoon, waiting for grandma to notice. Of course she did. She swooped down on me, earrings jangling, “Dear you have … More Guest Submission: Grandmother’s Canned fruit

Guest Submission: Nana’s Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies

Growing up, my mother made the best oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. They were huge. Each one had to be the size of a grown man’s hand. And they were always soft, even when the outside layer crackled when you bit into it. As an adult I’ve still got this childhood obsession with this cookie. I’ve … More Guest Submission: Nana’s Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies

On The Road

The road stretched before our car, thumping under all four tires. All around us desert and mountains stretched for miles. “Nothing. Absolutely nothing.” I thought and loved it. This was my favorite part of our family road trip. It meant that we had finally left our home state and were now plunging headlong into a new … More On The Road