life was catching up by the ninth grade and it threatened a friendship with a school chum i'd know and shared classes with since the fourth grade
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parked atop a fresh mound of redwood chips, breathe in the gathering scent (cough, cough the air is heavy with smoke from grassfires east of here) homemade sandwhich in hand, work day complete, I am in a favorite spot.
pot of gold?
Friday afternoon, 330pm pst Smokey Joe and I are out for an evening walk. Passing through the gate and into the park warming sun shine basks us both promising a long, pleasant walk however, a quick glance westward revealed dark clouds trailing to the ground which means only one thing, rain! Great wouldn’t you know it after being indoors all afternoon the one time…… Continue reading pot of gold?
Walking Amongst Clouds
Wednesday March 3, 2013, 4p.m. When Smokey Joe, our black pug, wants to go for a walk he will either shadow you or stare you down with his globular, black eyes the latter as if sending a telepathic message. On this day when I stand Smokey Joe jumps and follows me to the bathroom, bedroom, kitchen,…… Continue reading Walking Amongst Clouds
THE BASEMENT
A few years ago a discussion my sister is the basis for this story as my father grew tired of going downstairs to do laundry and contemplated moving the washer and dryer upstairs. As we talked, my mind drifted back to all the happenings down there but alas Dad never did this having passed away before his idea bore fruit and…… Continue reading THE BASEMENT
The Conglomerate Lode 