In a nutshell
byUp the road a few miles from work, there’s a big swath of state land, abutting the Chattahoochee River. Jenn and I took a…
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The Heat Is On
byMy back is sore. My knees ache. My fingers are raw. The pain is worth it, though, as we warm ourselves by the fireplace…
Park Place
byPicture a dead-end street in a quiet neighborhood. Flowering pear trees line the sidewalk for the length of the street, which is one city…
Train of Thought
byHe seemed like such a gentleman, until he slammed those keys down on the counter. “If you want your damn car, go get it…
Burnin’ love
byWe were pulling away from a recent visit with the extended family, and we rolled down the window to say another goodbye to a…
Pod. Cast.
byThe room is dark, our forms lit by the glow of the impossibly large screen. We’re colored blues and grays and the other cool…
Whole in the Garden
by“Flowers are restful to look at. They have neither emotions nor conflicts.” Words from Sigmund Freud, unlikely patron of horticulture, set the tone for…
Can for All Seasons
byAh, July. The time on the wee homestead when every inch of flat space in the house is covered in produce and mason jars,…
Make a Stand
byThere’s an elephant in the room, and it’s shaped like a guitar case. For more than 20 years, I’ve owned some form of electric…