Chapter 1 – Promise
I never knew of promise and now it holds me as...
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Sitting for the Master
Sometimes a painting is just a painting. Sometimes it’s more. Sometimes...
An idiom by any other name would smell as sweet
The juxtaposition of rock, decaying mulch and vibrant new plant life...
SDH Pt. 10 – Where it turns into to something else all together
I’m not paranoid. I’m OBSERVANT! I shout silently—impudently and hop in...
SDH Pt. 9 – Where I ask myself, “How many parts are there going to be?”
I dumped my water out while I was using the restroom...
SDH Pt. 5
Day 8 is a great day! So says, O. who unlike...
Filling the Void
When you get to the place Where you realize you have...
Hint: It’s not about a bag lady.
Bag Lady’s Bliss One woman’s quest for happiness in the land-fill...