my own teeth

Not too long ago, I had to have a tooth pulled.  It was a middling-large one at the outer edge … More

spring encounter

On a wet green morning at the cusp of spring….

[photo courtesy Kaarina Dillabough via Visual hunt]

white widow

As she raced down the empty track, Ellen couldn’t help grinning gleefully to herself. She’d actually done it…

32nd anniversary, revisited

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens when a [person] loves you….”

rock music

Hello my friends, I’m sitting at my computer in my basement office, staring up at the window. I live in … More

everyday wonders

Just a few of the amazing tasks our bodies perform for us, day in and day out, throughout our lives.

stones

This morning as I sit at my computer, I’ve been thinking (somewhat belatedly, it’s true) about changes I might make … More

Christmas Eve message

across the fence

First Day Home…he was just a little boy and could still fit comfortably in people’s arms.

last straw

Over the days and weeks, as he comes and goes in his little car, she excavates the lawn, inch by loving inch.

of ostriches and boobies

I’ve  been away from The Crone’s Nest for several weeks now without a word of why or wherefore, and I … More

saying goodbye to old friends

If I had banked the money I spent on each of those thousands of books, I’d likely be a multi-millionaire by now.

But oh, how much poorer I would be in every other way!

on ageing

…this fleeting breath of an infinitely precious life…

letter to my Muse

When you’re all set to begin a solid day’s writing, only to discover that your brain has left the building!

The Book: to publish – or not?

60,000 words etched into my eyeballs. Arrrrgh!

glory day

The field is resplendent as the sunlight sprinkles the wet grass with backlit diamonds.

now, later, or not at all…

  Hi, all you folks out there lying on sunny beaches working on your tan, or breezing about in exotic … More

growing pains

Lyko, the seven-month-old Malamute puppy whose human pack we are part of, and who we dog-sit every now and again, is showing every sign of becoming quite a big boy.

gay

Written from the heart by the father of a young gay man

rules of engagement

   

the perfect shot

  Yesterday as I was browsing on Facebook, I came across a set of tips, with pictures, for posing in … More

the slow demise of Earth Mother

  A few days ago I delved once more into my box of oldies and discovered this piece, written when … More

the story of Tish

  When I was a kid, pets – mostly of the feline variety – were always part of our household. … More

miracle

Shh, quiet. Stop. Look around you. Can you see it? Close your eyes. Can you feel it? Almost….almost, it’s that … More

some days… (a picture and word story)

  Sometimes the hardest thing to do, on those days when all the cards in the game of life are stacked … More