Proposition for Prepositions

Is your mind unmoored and adrift, frantically splashing around in a sea full of unformed ideas with no life preserver and the only buoy in sight wears a hanging sign that rocks the words “Writer’s Block?”  Fear not. I’m here, a wordmaid supported by prepositional fins, to help you float your imagination to that wonderful land, the Land of Word-filled Pages. For a writer with almost no academic credentials, I have something to say about writer’s block, something I was taught in the seventh grade. It has always worked well for me, and I’m amazed that I have not, as of this moment, at the … Continue reading Proposition for Prepositions

Riding the Tail of Winter

This is in response to the Daily Post’s photo challenge: Solitude. I remain, after autumn’s harvest, after winter’s winds spirited away those who were left of my loves and family and friends, hanging alone. “Many shall be purified, and made white, and tried; but the wicked shall do wickedly: and none of the wicked shall understand; but the wise shall understand. And from the time that the daily sacrifice shall be taken away, and the abomination that maketh desolate set up, there shall be a thousand two hundred and ninety days. Blessed is he that waiteth, and cometh to the thousand three hundred and … Continue reading Riding the Tail of Winter

The Act of the Craft

I take joy in storytelling, through words and through my artwork. But let’s talk art–my art–for a minute. I love to do two things in many of my paintings: I love to paint a scene and then have viewers tell me what type of  character or animal they’d like to see in it and many times I will use those suggestions. I like to paint things that give the viewer a sense of there being a story that probably goes along with the “illustration.” People ask,”What’s the story behind this?” Well, sometimes I have one, sometimes it is “in craft.” (I may have just … Continue reading The Act of the Craft

The Doolittle Day with Uncle Tom

POV: Grandma (me) telling a story to the grandkids. This is in response to two things: the Daily Post photo challenge: Solitude: This week, show us what being alone means to you, and the Daily Prompt: Overwhelming. And so we set out upon the trail, climbing, always climbing. It did not take long before Uncle Tom began to chide how many times I had to stop to catch my breath and stretch my legs. This was, after all, my first truly physical hike of the season. After a half an hour, I lost sight of Uncle Tom. It seemed as if … Continue reading The Doolittle Day with Uncle Tom

The Spring Scrub

I love what’s coming next: Snow melts  racing down the mountains and swelling the rivers.   The dramatic scope of nature’s invigorating cleanse as it sweeps away autumn’s debris and winter’s death. I love how, in its wake, it  leaves cool silted sand bare toes can walk upon between summer’s calm waters, smoothed rocks, and forested river banks. This post is in response to the Daily Post word prompt: clean Continue reading The Spring Scrub

Sawblades and Woodland Things Repurposed

Today, the Daily Post’s photo challenge is Repurpose: Show us something that you’ve recycled or repurposed, or an object for which you’ve discovered a clever new use. There are a variety of items we’ve repurposed around our property over the years.Here are just a few examples:   There are a lot of things around here. The more I look, the more there are. We have steps leading up to our homestead cabin made by my husband and from cedar rounds from a tree that fell one winter and then there are the cedar branch arbors/trellises I made. It’s challenging and fun … Continue reading Sawblades and Woodland Things Repurposed

Tell Me You Don’t See It

This post is in response to the Daily Post’s Discover Challenge: Conventional Wisdom–This week, go against the grain. Conventional wisdom would tell me that I’m turning what was clearly meant to be a metaphor into something  more literal. Example 1: “And he answered and said unto them, I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.” —Luke 19:40 Examples 2:  “Then shall the trees of the wood sing out at the presence of the LORD, because he cometh to judge the earth.” —1Chronicles 16:33 Example 3: “For ye shall go out with joy, … Continue reading Tell Me You Don’t See It