That was probably the most common question asked in my grandparent’s home. Where did the time go? They would be telling a story about a friend who used to live there, or the neighbor and her daughter, or look at how tall … Continue reading Where Did the Time Go?
It was his last day closing. It was such a lovely night he opted to walk. “I’ll meet you half way,” I replied. I stopped at the bridge that passed over the bike trail and stream and looked over trying to … Continue reading Under Streetlamps
After our farm dream temporarily came to a halt (which ended up being a very good thing as gigantic windmills were installed across the street looming over the farm, the propane tank accidentally blew up, and the distance and dream … Continue reading The Job to Make a Dream