House Wants It's Owner Back! - 08/29/08 08:07 PM
I found it in an antique store, an old, faded photograph. A vine covered porch, a family in what looks like Sunday best, posed.   Dark suited father, mother in a dark skirt and white blouse, and four daughters in white dresses. One girl with a sailor tie and collar. Between two of the girls sits a family pet, plants hang from the porch beams and rest on the rail. All are smiling.  At least this is how I am seeing the photo and the people depicted.   The house number looks like it might have been 103, perhaps 703.  It is so faint it is hard to … (1 comments)

There it is again ... - 08/26/08 04:58 PM
. . . that  middle-of-August-summer-is-almost-over fragrance of time past.   
I've smelled  September twice now in just the last few days. And yesterday the wind had the sharp feel that always caused my mother to say, 'better take a sweater with you.'  The air has been filled with a nostalgic bite that makes me think of the first day of school and hear the chalk screech on the board. And recreates that smell of brick and plaster walls and linoleum floors, along with the waxy odor of new crayons and old chalk dust. I almost feel again the cramped feet feel of wearing shoes after a summer of mostly bare feet.  They may have been new, but … (0 comments)