Tag: dailyprompt

So Far, So Law-Abiding

I was with a boyfriend once when he drove my VW down the block on the sidewalk. I was probably intoxicated and laughing so maybe I was abetting his lawbreaking since I assume it is against the law to operate an automobile on the… Continue Reading “So Far, So Law-Abiding”

Reticulation is a Thing to Behold

Heavy heartedness. That’s what I needed a break from today. If you’re a person paying attention or, worse, a person (like me) paying too much attention, current events can create a constant sense of dread and foreboding. Remember the little sign from the Vietnam… Continue Reading “Reticulation is a Thing to Behold”

Heated Seats

Winter’s wettest spit Windshield wipers frozen chop Thin hope revival _____________________ Photo by Aleksi Partanen on Unsplash

It’s Not One Thing, It’s Everything

Our next-door neighbor’s pile of cardboard boxes reached epic proportions this morning. He opens his back door and tosses the empty boxes over his porch railing so that, over time, it becomes an intricate and very tall sculpture of not caring. We see his… Continue Reading “It’s Not One Thing, It’s Everything”

Dirty Plates and Pristine Screens

The trick about memory is how often difficult events from the past get stacked high like dirty plates waiting for their place in the dishwasher. But I will ignore the stacked plates for the time being and just focus on the question. My first… Continue Reading “Dirty Plates and Pristine Screens”

It’s What We Do, It’s Who We Are

Drop Me a Stitch Tonight

Twenty-five years ago, our old beach house on Lake Superior burned down. It was January, bitterly cold, with snow so deep in our driveway that a front-end loader had to clear it before the fire engines could get to the house. Not surprisingly, it… Continue Reading “Drop Me a Stitch Tonight”

Less is More, My Friend

I’m trying to say less online and have it mean more. You can’t run your mouth all the time and expect anyone to listen. And you can’t be shouting and swearing and the ubiquitous ‘calling people out’ and not grind your followers’ patience to… Continue Reading “Less is More, My Friend”

Caked Out

Nobody would believe I made a cake, a layer cake no less, for which I had to buy new round cake pans since it’s been decades since I baked a layer cake or really any cake for that matter, but I felt compelled because… Continue Reading “Caked Out”

Sphere of Influence

Morning porch coffee Skirt or pants boots black or red Meeting across town