The Blue Shirt
At the hospital, Mom and I were talking about the wedding. What we were going to wear. Who would be there. The little details families talk about when something happy
At the hospital, Mom and I were talking about the wedding. What we were going to wear. Who would be there. The little details families talk about when something happy
A few days after the battle in the flower beds, I was sitting peacefully on the deck with the dogs, trying to recover emotionally and physically from my snake-rakin’ era.
After the Flower Bed Betrayal incident in Part 1 of the Snake Chronicles, I stopped myself from reaching for a shovel and decided to go with a more woodland princess
I hate snakes. Not “oh, they’re not my favorite.” I mean—I will reconsider my entire living situation over one snake. Several years ago, though, I heard a podcast talking about
Hello, friends.Well… I’m back. Some of you may remember that I used to blog years ago. Back then, I thought everything had to sound polished and meaningful all the time,