Tag Archives: stories

Winter winked its lazy ice-blue eye at us this morning.

Posted on September 14, 2020 by

Winter winked its lazy ice-blue eye at us this morning. Thirty seven autumn degrees, it nodded. Prepare thyselves. I am coming. Just around the pumpkin bend. Dig up those garden carrots. Finish those bunching onions. I’m coming first for the … Continue reading →

Posted in September 2020 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 36 Comments

Primitive, prehistoric, bygone, lost, irrevocable, lapsed, expired, run out, ended, finished

Posted on August 2, 2020 by

A heavy-hearted moment is upon me. This moment has been coming for years and years and years. It is time. Time to throw away my cherished childhood friend.  She that accompanied me through crushes, pimples and teenage angst.  She that … Continue reading →

Posted in August, 2020 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 56 Comments

Mystical green hat and red shoes

Posted on May 22, 2019 by

Years ago I wanted to tell you a story. Unfortunately, I wasn’t blogging at that time.  Taking a break, as you’d have it. So the story was swallowed away into memory. Today I am going to share the story of … Continue reading →

Posted in May 2019 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 58 Comments

I have been eaten by caterpillars & other early September stories

Posted on September 3, 2018 by

  This morning a leaf beckoned me to open the deck door and walk outside.  Come, come, it whispered.  I am covered with dew.  I am a harbinger of autumn, even though most of your leaves still sing in green.  … Continue reading →

Posted in September 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 31 Comments

Serendipity, a light house & wind-blown hair

Posted on August 25, 2014 by

I am downstate visiting my mom and dad now, having previously added these photos to Word Press during a very busy morning last Friday while preparing to depart. These images come to you from Big Bay, Michigan, where Suzi Banks … Continue reading →

Posted in August 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , | 27 Comments

What makes you shine? (the tale of a book tour…)

Posted on August 20, 2014 by

Hello, dear reader, you with your stories, with hands that create breakfast, lunch and dinner along with many mysteries. I am finally returning from the Giving Motherhood a Voice tour through our fair Upper Peninsula.  The waves of Lake Michigan … Continue reading →

Posted in August 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 30 Comments

Don’t be afraid to scale down beside waterfalls.

Posted on July 7, 2014 by

I could tell you stories. Every walk in nature writes a novella. If you look carefully you can find the characters, the plot, the resolution. Would you like to read four short stories?  (I promise they shall be short.)  At … Continue reading →

Posted in July 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 34 Comments

It’s a miracle!

Posted on January 9, 2014 by

I am reading the book “Dying to be Me:  My Journey from Cancer to Near Death, to True Healing” by Anita Moorjani.  I first heard of the book through Marianne’s blog.  Monday night, at the township meeting held in extreme … Continue reading →

Posted in January 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 60 Comments

“You simply wouldn’t believe it!” and other travel tales

Posted on November 16, 2013 by

I’m home!  Suitcase *mostly* unpacked.  Mail tended. We’re headed off to a Turkey Supper at the Skanee Church in a couple of hours. (Barry will probably appreciate this after his week alone.  Although he made a mean tuna salad all … Continue reading →

Posted in November 2013 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 59 Comments

“And I thought you were JUST a housewife from Michigan!”

Posted on October 13, 2013 by

Originally posted on Lake Superior Spirit:
Me. Pregnant. Housewife. Smirking. Gosh, that hair DOES look red, doesn't it? Aww, look at little Chris… OK, OK, you gleaned the truth from that title, didn’t you? There is a tiny part of…

Posted in October 2013 | Tagged , , , , , , , | 14 Comments