I killed a pig. More accurately, I killed a wild pig. It was dusk and raining. I was driving 75 miles an hour heading to a late evening meeting when a herd of wild pigs ran onto the highway. Automobiles in front of me swerved, some sliding off the road, some colliding into other cars, and…
Month: November 2019
Pregnant Woman with the Run-Away Dog
Thank you Pregnant Woman with the Run-Away Dog; you brought joy through memories. Hearing early morning wailing with intermittent yelling, I peeked out my window to see a car stopped in the middle of the road. Unoccupied. Motor running. All four doors opened. Nearby was an overly pregnant woman crying and calling a wandering dog…
She Spread Her Wings
I’ve been stressed lately. Maybe stressed is not an adequate enough word; I’ve felt overwhelmed, exhausted, sleep deprived and frazzled. It is not all from negative situations; most of it is from not knowing my own limits, and from saying yes when I should have said no. And now here I am having problems catching my breath. This is…
Wasp Nest
Recently a friend commented that my blog posts are syrupy sweet. I don’t disagree with her assessment, but believe me, I am no Polly Anna (for my younger readers, Google it). I do not view the world through rose-colored glasses. Don’t get me wrong; I am not a cynic. I am not a glass half empty. What…
