thoughts of now

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. Sylvia Plath smell of fresh rain sound of fans turning late afternoon naps sweaters and tea first thing in the morning dogs going crazy all the time drives with scenic views hips hurting from standing oneContinue reading “thoughts of now”

It’s Been A Minute

The seasons have changed once again somehow I’ve missed it. I didn’t enjoy the autumn leaves like I normally do. And winter…well, winter came and went, the lack of snowstorms made time move faster than the average year. I can tell it’s spring by my stuffy nose and puffy eyes, I always forget I haveContinue reading “It’s Been A Minute”

For Mikey

you were a cat who was always involved, who wasn’t afraid of anything. time took away your fearlessness but your personality remained strong as ever until the very end. you were a cat who demanded to be heard, you meowed like an old man who smoked too many cigarettes, i swear you were a smokerContinue reading “For Mikey”

Mountain Rollercoaster

I don’t like rollercoasters. I don’t seek them out, I don’t ride them, they’re not my thing. So how did I end up riding a rollercoaster through the trees at Copper Mountain? About a month ago, I saw a TikTok. Things you can do in CO! Hidden gems as one might say. I sent itContinue reading “Mountain Rollercoaster”

Second Month of 2022

The shortest month of the year has felt like the longest month in history. Okay, not in history but how are we still in only the second month of the year?? It’s been almost two years of this pandemic and it feels like a decade has gone by. This was supposed to be the roaringContinue reading “Second Month of 2022”

Overlook

from 2019 I climbed up a mountain to see the leaves. It was a gradual incline over sixty minutes, I don’t know how high I got, But the view took me to another planet. Wide open land between mountains, Empty roads with no end in sight. I was in awe of this view, I hadContinue reading “Overlook”

What Would Joan Didion Do?

“I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear.”   Joan Didion When I read on Twitter last Thursday that Joan Didion had died, I was shocked. I kept on thinking, Joan Didion is dead. I don’t know whyContinue reading “What Would Joan Didion Do?”

Up The Hill

I ran up the hill before the others could follow. I held onto the leash connected to my dog. He kept me going. It’s the only way I could get up without feeling the air escape from my lungs. It gave me time to move forward without thinking. We passed families carrying down Christmas trees,Continue reading “Up The Hill”