Food? Evelyn looked into her empty fridge. She didn’t buy any food. How stupid of her. She paced around her house for a while, took a shower, before finally laying down on her makeshift bed. She rolled over staring at the clock. Midnight. Her stomach growled reminding her it was empty. The delightfulContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”
Author Archives: Chico’s Mom
Teach a class; second option
This is the second idea for the class I’ve been asked to teach. Class length: 45 minutes. Class size: currently unknown. Complete project as pictured can’t be completed in 45 minutes. In the picture above, the leaves have been traced with paint. I ran out of time. 😢 The aspect I really like about thisContinue reading “Teach a class; second option”
Sunshine Valley
Tears Sheriff Dillon Pace climbed into his SUV. He hated to leave her alone. “God,” he prayed, “protect her.” It had been 30 years since he’d said any kind of prayer. She was here. She was back in Sunshine Valley. He didn’t remember the drive to his house. All he couldContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”
Love
Last night I was watching a movie; “We blind ourselves to the truth because we are weak, because we hope. But there’s no hope for love. Love ends in betrayal. Aye and always.” What do you think? Does love always win? Or does it always end? Is love even real? Or is it a stateContinue reading “Love”
Sunshine Valley
Faith “Dillon, when did you loose your faith?” Talk about knocking the air out of a body. All of a sudden if seemed as if there wasn’t any gravity and he was floating from the porch. When indeed had he lost his faith? He had to be honest with himself, heContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”
Teach a class
I’ve been asked to teach a class at a conference. Class size; unknown. Time: 45 minutes. First timed project: Concerns: messy. This is being done inside. A lot of dead time and I’m not a Chatty Cathy.
Sunshine Valley
Bessie? Night had fallen as they put the last box where it needed to go. She had taken all the pictures from the album that she wanted. Even cut out a few of the people she either didn’t know or didn’t like. He had loaded all the garbage in the backContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”
Alive
You made it out alive. Not giving in to the wells insatiable appetite. But I bet you have clay on your boots and under your nails. You’re alive. Clay washes off. Mud will settle. Much needed water fresh on the table. ~ *Bois d’ arc aka Lions Mane, A poetic conversation, 2024.
Sunshine Valley
Pictures Once he was behind the house where no one could see him, he started pacing. Long breaths escaped from his lungs in a failing attempt to regain control over his emotions. His lungs and his heart were burning. It seemed like hours before he could compose himself. When he wentContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”
Teach an old dog new tricks
Teach an old dog new tricks? Have you heard the saying, “you can’t teach an old dog new tricks”? I have. All of my life. Well, I’m here to tell you, you can – with work. My Chico is 11 years old this year. The king of the castle can go pretty much wherever heContinue reading “Teach an old dog new tricks”
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