Rememberies
he wore roach-stompin' cowboy boots black and patched in skins, out of fashion more than in, neither his concern, but sometimes… mine. skin sandpaper in shadows after five, and grizzly-sized hugs still felt in empty places. he loved mirrors, and...I Heart Faces: Silhouette
On top of the world…. Renaissance Park, Downtown Chattanooga, TN. Cousins jumping, not kissin' :). My submission for this week's I Heart Faces photo challenge. Every week I manage to learn something new just from observing others....Anniversaries, Stripes & Aunt Jemima
I was scared to death of him. He was the Golden Child, the proverbial Boy Scout, the Good Christian Boy…and it was our first date. I, on the other hand, having enjoyed my freshman year of college, was settling a bit in my sophomore....These are the good old days
Leaves fall like rain and my lips draw a crescent moon's curl to think on this, a first grader's question: "Is Fall called Fall because that's when leaves fall?" I think it's a good question because...
The First Last
Grown don’t mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What’s that suppose to mean? In my heart it don’t mean a thing. ~Toni Morrison, Beloved I almost missed it because I was so self-absorbed. The first...Welcome!
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