Mama’s Earrings

Our trip to Mexico in January was much needed on so many levels. We soaked in the ocean, baked in the sun, and ate tacos and street-food like Gods and Goddesses. We deepened our friendship with Primrose’s Nana and Bampa, fell deeper in love, and made time to relax and be together. Of course, weContinue reading “Mama’s Earrings”

Time to Pre-Order Warflower

The time has come to pre-order Warflower through either Amazon or Barnes and Noble. (Links provided below) It will be released on June 1st, and I really hope that I don’t die from anxiety in the meantime. I once played guitar and sang songs live on our local radio station, KBBI, and I was prettyContinue reading “Time to Pre-Order Warflower”

Warflower is Done

Fifteen years ago I scribbled the first draft of Warflower from a cabin in the Costa Rican jungle, and I have been slowly tinkering away on it ever since. It was initially written as a way to save my life, to keep me from destroying myself after I was discharged from the Army with aContinue reading “Warflower is Done”

Making Fun a Priority

It is easy to be swept away by wind gusts of work and necessity. To forget about the joys of life, the fun times we had as children, the useless entertainment that keeps us alive and sane. We often justify our obsession with work with statements of fear; “They are only getting half of theContinue reading “Making Fun a Priority”

Rewrite the Past

The other day I decided I was going to start telling people that my parents died in a plane crash while delivering medical supplies in the Congo. My father was a pilot and my mother a doctor and they had created a non-profit organization back in the 70s that was their life’s work. They livedContinue reading “Rewrite the Past”

Not Always Rose Hips and Honey

Two days ago we were pregnant.Today, we are not.Life and death can happen within a single hummingbird’s wing flap.Ravens soared with 40 mph wind gusts today, they did not laugh, instead- They cried a melancholy “Caw!” and then were gone. Savanna returned home from the blood test with a Hazelnut Chocolate Bar, so I knewContinue reading “Not Always Rose Hips and Honey”

Cutting Grass on a Sunny Day

In airborne school we cut the grass with scissors. I didn’t realize how important the lesson on patience, tolerance, and acceptance would be on my life, especially in parenthood. Not to mention how grateful it made me for lawn mowers. I didn’t appreciate them quite like I should have. What do you not appreciate quiteContinue reading “Cutting Grass on a Sunny Day”

Not All Days Are As Good As Pie

Yesterday I had a rough day. My counselor asked me what I was angry about and I said, “I’m angry about my fucking parents dying; I’m angry about going to war; I’m angry about still not being a paid writer; I’m angry about not being a paid farmer; I’m angry about feeling insufficient.” And whoContinue reading “Not All Days Are As Good As Pie”

Pecan Pie

Every Wednesday Savanna, Primrose and I go to our good friends’, Barry and Donna White’s home for supper. We cherish this weekly routine as one of the only social events we do at all, especially during Covid Timez. Last week, I mentioned to Donna that my favorite pie is easily Pecan, and what the heckContinue reading “Pecan Pie”

Importance of Having a Home

I am a very, very lucky man. I have a warm home with two heaters, a few small leaks in the roof and fresh air that streams through the trim around north facing windows. The floor is cold but not frozen. Our bath tub is currently full of dirty water from doing the laundry, ourContinue reading “Importance of Having a Home”