The Crossing Guard
“We are eating popcorn!” Rory yells to me from across the street. “It is kettle corn!” Hazel enthusiastically adds as they mirror each other’s handfuls to their own mouths.
“We are eating popcorn!” Rory yells to me from across the street. “It is kettle corn!” Hazel enthusiastically adds as they mirror each other’s handfuls to their own mouths.
Before we get started, first the winners of the Mini Macks’ Culinary Adventures and Giveaway! Ms. Marsha, Ms. Jenny Sue, Ms. Rita, and Ms. Felicity from across the pond in England! Congratulations winners! Thank you all for sharing some fun stories of culinary adventures from your past. I will be contacting each of you to…
His soft cheeks were puffed with air while his eyes were squinting behind fogged plastic. The plastic strap was digging into his red hair as he kicked farther down, reaching for the rubber toy dancing on the pool’s bottom depths. Ryder came up triumphantly with the rubber torpedo in hand. A broad smile stretched across…
Day 5 – Sitka Click to View Sitka Map I felt like I was playing a horrible game of Bingo hoping and praying for number 17 to be called. There was no consistent pattern of time between the numbers being called and no apparent groupings: “Now calling numbers 2, 3, 4.” Time passed. We sat…
May was a whirlwind month with a work event I was tasked with. We also traveled to the Brushy Mountains of NC for a family reunion on my Dad’s side. You might remember when Ryder and I went last fall for apple picking. Speaking of Ryder, in addition to his birthday excursion to California in…