Ever hit a metaphorical brick wall? Me, meet writing a story today. Writing a story today, meet me. My door pictures (and my train pictures) were not taken in Georgia; they were taken in Louisville, Kentucky. I don’t know how Tybee Island got into it,…
Dang! Don’t know where this one came from. It just did. Dog Days He was born in a kennel in the country, although he never smelled the outdoors. Outdoors was for people. His family’s cage came unlatched once, and he wandered over to where the…
I don’t know what’s up with my fail-safe bread recipe, but it hasn’t been rising enough. Maybe it’s depressed. (hahahahahaha — see what I did there?) ANYWAY, it’s come out consistently denser and damper than it usually does. It very well could be the weather,…
