foothills of Appalachia – wife, mother, writer, barefoot walking the fence between euphoria and discontent. give me pines or give me death….
the players & setting: husband: Eric, son: Adam (two and a half), sister: Heather, others to be introduced along the way. we are surrounded by trees and hummingbirds. the cat is Olive and the dog is Bella, the horses are Boomer and Eeyore. Mike is adopted grandfather of Adam. we live in a gingerbread cottage at the edge of a deep dark forest. always imagine you can hear the birds, or at night the moon rising and the frogs and crickets calling to it.
EDIT: Fall has come, replace the hummingbirds with swarms of black V’s in the sky, and the frogs with leaves that crunch and skitter. or more simply: erase green, insert orange.
MORE edits: Olive has gone onto a new home, Bella is round with german shephard puppies – Adam can pick one when they arrive…
EVEN MORE edits: erase orange, insert grey and white, splash all of it with christmas lights.
EDIT: rain, and the birds have returned. Adam is 3!! R2D2 is the prince of puppies. the hunt for crocuses will soon begin, and make the circle complete….
EDIT (again): winter looms in icy cold rain, fat black Billie sleeps on the back of the couch. this is home. lather, rinse, repeat, ad infinitum…..