Happy Thanksgiving.
Sadly, I cannot recommend our tree trimmer but I sure enjoyed his visit.
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Sierra Lake
In progress, oil on canvas.
Jeanne’s Bacon Cheese Bread
Hallelujah, Amen! You can find her at http://www.ajeanneinthekitchen.com
All Quack, No Heart.
“Hi Hon.” Stacking groceries on the counter I grab the carton of Cherry Garcia. “Want ice cream?” Rob’s face creases with worry. “I might need a heart valve transplant.” “Oh really, and the quack told … Continue reading All Quack, No Heart.
Floundering
It’s time for change. I bounced around blue color jobs, had a lovely career as a flight attendant, then retired early to help care for my parents. Back to odd … Continue reading Floundering
Making the Rounds
Languid and slow, a black bear meanders up my drive and speaks to me, as bears are won’t to do, with muzzle raised to scent the evening air. Not on … Continue reading Making the Rounds
Symphony in Dress Blues
Kelly was the popular name at Daddy Jim’s Preschool for half a dozen boys. And me. So, it shouldn’t have been a surprise when the Coast Guard screwed up my … Continue reading Symphony in Dress Blues
Sea Change
Riding in fine 70’s style, and driving Dad’s green Datsun B210, I spotted the flags waving outside the recruitment complex in downtown Sacramento. The trip had taken forty minutes. About … Continue reading Sea Change
Darwin’s Daughter
It’s fall and I’m standing on the bridge over Taylor Creek watching Kokanee spawn. Red salmon with elongated jaws clog the waterway below me. Mergansers, Mallards, and Snow geese dive … Continue reading Darwin’s Daughter
P.S.I.
“P.S.I. Honey.” I stab a green bean and wave the fork in Rob’s face. “Means pounds per square inch and you follow the guidelines on the sticker in the door … Continue reading P.S.I.
Eggs & Exes
Humidity sinks down the back of my neck and presses my shirt to damp skin, but some things are more important than air conditioning, like making nice with my mother-in-law. Which is a … Continue reading Eggs & Exes
A taste of Spring
As much as we love snow, we’ll be ready for trailside blooms. Wandering daisies will stay with us through the fall.
Interlude
Halfway into my first cup of coffee, laughter draws me to the window. It’s winter and the last storm left several feet of snow before it blew off to wreak … Continue reading Interlude
Kelly Louise Allen 