If You Read Only One Blog This Year

It's been tough again for me to write.  First, Boston, and then West, Texas, just took my heart.  And yet, the days keep coming.  The w...

The boys of summer -- who actually show up in early spring and somewhat overstay their welcome through mid-fall -- have arrived. Baseball...

With the Bible ended and our brackets busted, our thoughts turn to the swelling spring -- flowers, showers, and the new season of Mad Men ....

(I posted this earlier today at Poetry Wrecks. Then after a bit, I decided I kinda liked it, which is rare. So I'm cross-posting it her...

My weekend could best be summed up by that wise old proverb.  Lemme see if I can get this right... Give a man a fish, and he'll eat for...

Sunday was spring. There was hope in the air, so I breathed some in.  It felt good for my soul, so I breathed in some more. I walked in...

Once upon a blog, I began a writing prompt which came to be known as Three Word Wednesday.  It feels like a lifetime ago now.  The premise ...

This is the story of a boy who had no friends.  We'll call him... Cone. Cone lived with his mother.  He was smart.  And even in those...