Are there any activities or hobbies you’ve outgrown or lost interest in over time? The craft thoughts are flowing! Typically, I don’t get caught up in Valentine’s Day. The story that I’m working on, Winter Season https://byjolenerice.wordpress.com/2023/09/24/winter-season-2/ page 1, I’m trying to time for Valentine’s Day. My original thought was to paint the heart, inContinue reading “The depth of love, part 1”
Author Archives: Chico’s Mom
I serenade my sweet
What’s your favorite candy? I serenade my sweet. O, how I love thee. Thy scent, divine. The mere thought of you, heaven. ~ Oh, my sweet. Numbers are useless. Words powerless. Expression meaningless. ~ My sweet. My desire. My knees buckle at the thought. My mind looses all direction. ~ Oh, my sweet. I numberContinue reading “I serenade my sweet”
Winter Season
Are YOU okay? She wrapped him up with her arms and legs. “Ess?” “Yes.” “Are you okay?” He was the one that blacked out. Why did he ask her this question. “I don’t understand.” She finally squeezed out. “I read the book about menopause.” She held him a little tighter, “oh.” A light sigh escapedContinue reading “Winter Season”
Wordless Wednesday
Do you need a break? From what?
Thank you
A conversation
The most important invention in your lifetime is… I’m not just talking about talking for the sake of listening to your mouth move. Having a conversation about anything… stuff. Here is what I’m trying to illustrate. In an interview Elon Musk said, “his mind is a storm”. A multitude of doctors have come out onContinue reading “A conversation”
Winter Season
Black out Oscar’s mind was filled with the soft hum of something running. He felt calm and secure. This space was cool. Restful. The immediate area around him was soft. Wiggling is toes alerted him that he didn’t have any socks on. His last memory of himself was that he was fully dressed. After rubbingContinue reading “Winter Season”
Just hanging out
Describe your most ideal day from beginning to end. Sitting on the couch with my dog writing or hanging out with my bestie.
Chico and me
Drive or die
How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life? Sometimes folks don’t believe, when I share the story about learning to drive. By the time I came along, my dad was retired. We did odd jobs. And I do mean odd. One job my dad did was trimming outContinue reading “Drive or die”