Once upon a time these were new, spotless and white, with little fat toes squirming in them. They belonged to this little girl. Who belonged to that Memaw. I can still smell the lingering smell of bacon and coffee in that kitchen and hear the sounds of my sister and I running on the hardwood… Continue reading Once upon a time…
Touch…up! I washed that gray right outta my hair!
Stillness. Aw, cher t’bebe…got his shots yesterday and this is the only way he would sleep!
Taste ( of Florida)…Malibu and pineapple and Wally Lamb on my Kindle. Nice breeze and a rented chair and umbrella.
selfie… Relaxin’ on the porch in the Florida sunshine.