It’s said that intellect is what separates us from the animals, in and of itself, perhaps. Broadly painted, it could also be said that intellect is what separates us from trees, computers, or a river. Intellect requires reason, comprehension, and understanding. It suggests that to possess intellect is to be superior to that which does […]
Two days before Christmas, My Muse came down with a cold. Upon testing, we learned, to our amazement, that she has COVID-19. She is crushed. Being a muse is much more complicated than I thought. Such are the ways of the elusive and fickle Christmas Spirit.
The transition from summer’s sweltering heat to autumn’s refreshing coolness, felt first in the gentle, whispering breezes, was always a cue for Lilly to begin the cheerful humming of her favorite Christmas melodies. For me, however, this humming had become a harbinger of what fast approached: frozen water troughs, snow-filled roads, and me repeatedly falling […]
Rummaging about in one’s attic can be quite dangerous, as here, we place what we don’t want others to see. Our attics are filled with boxes, some full, many empty, of holiday decorations, heirlooms, and electronic devices, the latter kept forever on the off chance that a return may become necessary. We keep bags and […]
This is how I work, it starts with a simple idea. I was idle and wanted to write about how I’m bored and I need to travel… So I write: It’s the time in between, the weary traveler did groan Of past journeys and the fear that another shan’t come That heralds the end, beneath […]
Some people just never step foot off the porch. They dream of faraway places but for whatever reason, mostly cost, it never happens and well, they die, their wanderlust unfulfilled. No traveling legacy here. I’ve heard anecdotal evidence that in the past you could inexpensively mail your child through the US Postal Service by placing […] […]
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