Small Moments of Relief

After dinnertime, the end of rush hour means quiet streets as the golden sun dips low. Stockton‘s not home so I walk them myself. I leash up the terriers and stuff plastic bags into my cross-body bag. And we’re off. We walk the streets of Mayberry slowly. I let them wander, their tails wagging. A…

Turning Pages

I know they exist because other people mention them, but I never had one. A summer reading list that is. Maybe because my family was already making regular trips to the library and bookstore and bookmobile, my teachers knew not to slip one inside my final report card. Who knows. But the reading mosquito bit…

A Case for Public DNA

I read it, I watch it, I listen to podcasts about it. True crime captured my interest as a young girl and never went away. The stories validate the fears a lot of women and men live with and gives a voice to people who have felt silenced. The quest of solving mysteries and achieving…

Dancing on the Ceiling

Another candle on the cake. Time for everyone’s favorite annual event… It’s a tradition on a particular day in June. I check the path to make sure it’s clear of hazards then I’m ready. From the top, I start out strong, something with a good beat. Maybe Praise You by Fatboy Slim or Britney ‘s…

Clever By Nature

The afternoon sun bakes the playground equipment. Climbing trees and swinging in the shade provides temporary relief for the six of us. In time we slow down. “Are you too tired to walk to get a treat?” my friend asks one of her children. “No!” is the response with renewed energy. We leave the small…