Paper Doll Tales Posts

We see it first accumulate far across the marsh where the bright green spartina grasses get bisected by a harsher muddy green of live oaks and pines.  We see it…

Memories Thoughts

I’m in on a secret with all other musicians who have ever aspired to play Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony.  You know, the one we all know from the “Dum-Dum-Dum-Duuuuuummmm” notes that…

Intentional Living

When someone speaks the words “Courage” and “Conviction” into the box of a theater, those words scare.  Those words boom out all capitalized.  Those words capture and amplify.  Those words…

Intentional Living

I stared at the blank screen for a good five minutes before setting the timer for 5 minutes of writing.  On the blank screen in my head, all sorts of…

Five Minute Fridays

Two of my favorite smells are purple.  1.  The lilacs from my family’s tree-sized shrub, lilacs that I gathered by the armful, hacking away at woody stems to harvest the smell…

Memories

October 7 | Love I have become a member of a tribe.  A tribe I never knew existed in the sub-culture of motherhood, but now I am a full-blooded, card-carrying…

Intentional Living