I’m back from a 40-minute in-between session walk through construction zones and sleepy rural areas. Two white-haired women, one sitting on her bum legs out like a child playing with their toys, worked in her garden, whereas another held her phone up and took directions from YouTube to spray paint two pieces of furniture anContinue reading “She’s Going The Distance”
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Break A Leg
It is a blur, but I can make out the curvature of its face, the light, and dark of its body, how it swoops smoothly and lowly, and its massive and oblong shape. An owl, I realize. Dave and I see it amidst playing pretend with Evelyn using a stick for an oar and a roundContinue reading “Break A Leg”
The Ol’ Ball Game
I need to write something, but I want privacy with my thoughts tonight. I wish I had the option like in the olden days when radio broadcasters played their greatest hits while on vacation. Usually, I’ll write poetry to hide out in or write something fictional to play in a world of my own creation.Continue reading “The Ol’ Ball Game”
Grand Salami Time
As far back as I can remember my Dad’s taken me to Seattle Mariner’s baseball games. For a couple bucks, he’d pick up a program and a pencil and I’d be entertained for hours with hand scoring base hits, unswung strikeouts, and runs during the game. This is back during the Kingdome days when beingContinue reading “Grand Salami Time”
Huey, Dewey and Louie
“I think that cow had a prosthetic tail.” At 50-mph cranking my head fast enough to see what Dave’s referring to is next to impossible. So my imagination goes to work creating the wonkiest pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey freak show of a cow’s back side. A jaunt out to Roy, Washington led to me procuring three ducklings theContinue reading “Huey, Dewey and Louie”
Going On 40 