My grandfather’s rocking chair with worn but polished armrests, warmed in the morning sunshine with colors of awakening evergreens…mmm, time to write…
Category Archives: Writing
The Aged Woman
Thank you, mom. Thank you Verna, Betty, Diane, Nancy, Grace, Karen, Carol, Isabel, and oh yes, Ruth Bader Ginsburg and Tina…
June.2023.
Ten hours of sleep, three hours of South Park..
It happened overnight..
I looked to the work ahead of me with a soul that had waited my whole life to be fifty-seven…
Pet Care
He looked at me, then jumped on the couch. I grabbed my scissors. Holding his ear, we began as we had a hundred times before. We began again.
The Pets of the Bungalow
Wally is recovering from his surgery and teaching me a few things.
Attacking Resolutions
I am a soft person, but I feel a need to attack my goals. 2023. Dare I say, “May the attack be with you?”
This December 7.
The planes flew in, Sunday morning at 7:55am. It was the season of Advent.
Advent ‘22 Hope
Please, please “give a hoot.” The gifts of the season are not always the prettiest or most convenient…
November 2022 Ides.
In this political cocktail we still need to add inflation, immigration, climate change and foreign policies to the first two issues…
Stephanie Springborn 