Writing – Stephanie Springborn

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.

Wally is recovering from his surgery and teaching me a few things.

I am a soft person, but I feel a need to attack my goals. 2023. Dare I say, “May the attack be with you?”

The planes flew in, Sunday morning at 7:55am. It was the season of Advent.

Please, please “give a hoot.” The gifts of the season are not always the prettiest or most convenient…

In this political cocktail we still need to add inflation, immigration, climate change and foreign policies to the first two issues…

In a world of stock markets and business results, the power of romantic self-awareness..

When I read, at home in the woods…

The concept of rest, I think, is the mental jump in the kaleidoscope of fallen leaves..

A fin. I saw a fin. I pulled and reeled. “Just keep doing what you are doing.” I had no idea what I was doing…