My kids used to call crescent moons “fingernail moons.” When I see those luminous, thin, curved lines gleaming in a dark night sky, I smile, remembering Caroline’s delight at this original analogy. Back then, I was slim and had nice legs. Back then my bum was perky despite two pregnancies. Back then I wore short
Prompt writing: 20 min: "after the storm" GO! After the Storm After the storm, the clouds make way for a little light to peek through. Then a little more. The deep elephant gray morphs into a lighter ashen gray, then a bluish tint that gives the moving sky that cotton candy look. The wind still
Another 10 minute prompt writing, without lifting the pen for 10 minutes straight: "Snag It" Snag it. Snag that fish swimming so quickly through the salty ocean waves. Tempt him with your bait of shrimp, "cut bait" of other unfortunate fish in bits, pulled from your freezer for just this day. Snag it. Snag it,
I just came in from a couple of hours on the beach, this gorgeous but a bit chilly, sunny December day. On my walk, I found 4 sand dollars and I thought that was cool since it is December the 4th (or is that tomorrow?!) I also witnessed a family staging and taking photos for
Today I was lucky enough to be able to spend a little time on the beach. It was barely after high tide and there weren't too many seashells to search through, so after a short walk I sat in my green reclining beach chair and absorbed the peacefulness of my final day of solitude. I
