Vestiges of footsteps. Not always easy to discern. Mostly ephemeral; sometimes, as in concrete, impossible to remove. A footstep may take one back to what was, on to what will be, or off on a detour to the unexpected; but always to a new version of place. Some footsteps lead to a solitary journey. Others, […]
The I’s have it: Imagination sparks ideas; inciting invention, or at least innovation. Ingenuity, once inflamed, illuminates the way toward the next, higher iteration of inspiration. A spiraling interval, rarely is it so ill-fated as to be infected with inertia or encumbered by inaction. Should such be incurred, use it as merely an intermission, an […]
Photo Credit: John Alphonse, Dreamstime.com Gasp. Puff. Need more air. Huff. Blow. Nose open. Mouth open. Still…need…more. Keep going. Got to go forward. Always forward. Looked up at the sun. Stupid thing to do. Too hot. My neck… my back… Burning through my shirt. My legs. Exhausted. No water – except the salt water […]
My original title for this essay was ‘Ruminations From the Parent of a TechnoKid’. Awful title – glad I changed it. The ‘TechnoKid’, or L, is my preteen. She’s been asking for Facebook and Twitter since before she was ‘double dij’. That’s right – double digits. She spent the whole day dancing happily because […]
A professional boxer is popularly considered to have hands that are deadly weapons. Saying “I have a broken heart” is akin to climbing into the ring with one, being pummeled to a pulp, and then saying “I have an owie.” Heartbreak is not an instantaneous event that leaves a few pieces that can be […]
It’s the first of March. Rainy, foggy – the typical San Joaquin/Sacramento Valley spring. I love this blusey time of year – except for the ‘tully fog’. It can spring at you from nowhere between the months of November and as late as April. It’s like driving through cotton – and impossible to forecast. Once […]
I love the water. I don’t care if it’s a swimming pool, lake or ocean. I love being in it. What’s the problem then? I can dog paddle, I know the freestyle stroke and every now and then – I can actually turn my head and breathe. That’s right – I really can’t swim. Unfortunately, […]
Seeing as how I’m an La. girl, you’re probably wondering why any reference to the Super Bowl is conspicuously absent. That’s because the party’s been on since Sunday. But now that I’m here, laissez les bon temp roulez! (Yes we know, we know – it should be ‘r’, not ‘z’. But it’s ‘z’ – so […]
