The Green vs. the White

As a kid I hated the term ‘green Christmas’.  Growing up in Utah, our Christmas was never green (heck, our summers worked pretty hard to pull off green!), instead Christmas without fresh snow would be a brown, mucky mush of left-over October snow and biting winds.  The years when it snowed on Christmas Eve, or thereabouts, were my favorite

Music to Fly By

While of course I’m grateful for many things this Thanksgiving, what comes to mind when listening to friends’ travel plans?  That I’m staying home. My flying horror stories aren’t that horrendous.  Rude, inconsiderate attendants who treat people as something less than sub-citizen, officious security officers denying my preschooler the water their documents stated she was allowed, time spent standing in lines for

The Laundry Thing

What is it about laundry?  No single item of clothing is too heavy for an old lady to carry, so it can’t very well be considered hard labor.  We buy gleaming machines that take our clothes for a ride and spit them out warm and fuzzy.  The soaps and scrubbies come in such a variety that every

Rain!!

Beautiful, lovely, bewitching, charming, winsome rain!  It’s presence has already cancelled two of my plans for the day, but who cares?  I can just feel the dry, thirsty earth soaking it up, the trees and flowers opening their leaves and taking a deep drink.  Because we’re rated as being in an extreme drought, we haven’t even been allowed to

Posing as a Writer

Last night was my first ‘writer’ appearance.  It was a career fair for the youth group at our church, so not the most critical of audiences.  Still, I had to tackle a small case of nerves and come out of the shadows were I usually hide my writing aspirations.  I can see it takes a