We remodeled bathrooms last winter, taking out an upstairs hall and adding its space to one bathroom, gutting a second, and updating a third. It was a project Alejandro promised to finish by late February, just in time for a women's retreat scheduled to be here. But February came and went and the retreat got… Continue reading Retreating
Time stops in the dark. Before dawn, it yawns and stretches. Putters. Lingers. Moseys. Puts on coffee. And sits. Waits. Makes room. I remember endless time before clocks and counting, when the first day of school and the last stretched out like Highway 16, Macon to Savannah. Nowyearscram instead of c r a w l… Continue reading Dark Thirty
I hadn't really wanted to get up when the alarm went off, but I did because she'd asked me to come. This was the daughter who'd recently begun to like me again, and I wasn't going to miss it. Josie Love was in art school for the summer and had invited me for her mid-summer… Continue reading Chautauqua
One True Love 