Tag: writer's life
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A Day for Puppies
It’s National Puppy Day! I can’t think of a better way to celebrate living in the moment than by spending the day with Boone. He’s eight months old now and the world is still brand new, but even the things he sees and does frequently are exciting, because a new moment makes it a new…
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Hoar and Rime
Merriam-Webster defines homophones as: words that sound the same but are different in meaning or spelling. Homophones that are spelled differently are also called heterographs, such as to, too, and two. Ever hear a story about a bare bear? Tell no tale about that tail. What about a knight who was lost in the night?…
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Their Stories Remain
It’s been a frigid couple of weeks in the high Rockies of Colorado. I enjoy the cold stillness of winter in the mountains, but this cold snap has me thinking about warmer days and it’s given me time to go through some photos I took last summer. We took a drive to visit a cemetery…
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As Exciting as Watching Water Freeze
Sometimes winter seems about as exciting as watching paint dry, or grass grow, or water freeze — wait a second. Watching water freeze can be exciting. Granted it doesn’t have the drama of a heavy spring runoff, a summer cloudburst, or a flashflood. It’s subtle, quiet. The beauty of it can be easy to overlook,…
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Dirt on the New Year
Life is a highway, a road we all must take, and a dozen more clichés. For me it’s always been a bumpy dirt road and maybe that’s why I love them so much. Writing is another journey, one that I started fairly late in life, but I wasn’t ready for it any sooner. In both…
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Why 2?
I’ve been noticing more 2s in my life recently. Two symbolizes basic duality: yes—no, alive—dead, left—right, you—me, yin—yang. Accepted—rejected. Two is also the only even prime number, and that makes it a little bit special. I have two dogs. There are two windows in my tiny studio. I saw two rainbows in the summer and…
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Old Dogs and New Puppy
September 10 was one year since I said goodbye to a dear little friend. Sick, blind, and not enjoying life anymore, it was time to help my good girl along. I’ve had and loved dogs all my life and losing any of them hurts, but that one—my god, that one hurt so deeply it’s taken…
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Tiny Writer’s Studio – Part 4
Well, I sure lost track of this series of posts. What brought it to mind again is we’re contemplating moving my tiny studio. It is on wheels after all. That might happen this year yet, or maybe next year. Or not? To be honest I don’t plan that far ahead. I’m more of a “this…