The Dandelion Ripple Effect

We were, of course, running late. Aren't we always? But this day we were running late to church. We had to park far away, because we were so late that all of the late-leavers parking spots from the prior service had already been taken. So I'm speed walking up the sidewalk, pulling my four year [...]

April 11 poem

An Ode to CoffeeOh, dear coffee.Sweet nectar of life.The single scent of youBrings my feet to the groundEach morning.Your warm, full aroma waftsFrom room to room,Following me in an invisible streamAs I carry my half full cup throughoutThe house.A single sip can sustain meThrough morning routines Another stolen sipGives me the strength to change theSquirmy babe.While [...]