Mom…

Each year I end up writing something about my Mom.  Today is the anniversary of her death.  She was in her early forties when she lost her battle to pancreatic cancer. I was eleven at the time, but, I still carry vivid memories of her.  I remember conversations and how she smelled and lots of

The Good, The Bad and The Ouch?

(Disclaimer: this is not a serious post.  Also, this is not a long post)   Big puffy clouds hanging across the deep blue sky.  Some dark and foreboding (rain possibly?  Danger?) The time: high noon (well give or take a few minutes) Our shadows drift eerily across the road in front of us.  Puppy is