August 2011 The “birds nest” was a long, narrow hallway leading out to a window overlooking the historic Remington Street. A paper tacked up to the wall warned, “Don’t store your stuff here” and wooden floorboards under the crumply carpet we stood upon moaned as we made our way back downstairs. We passed a room … Continue reading The Bird’s Nest
Category: Creative Non-Fiction
The Things We Carry
March 2011 Shoved off on the side of the room sit three lone boxes, patiently. They are ready to be shipped, but haven’t moved since Thursday when I got the urge to finally tape and seal them all, trapping all the contents of the past year in Europe in a box. They await their long … Continue reading The Things We Carry
Learning Soft Hands
I remember one of my favorite things about Shady Hollow was the nights that Laurel gave me a ride home in her little black and silver truck with the Navajo blanket draped over the bench seats. The seats were filled with horse hay and granola bar wrappers. I took these precious times to ask her … Continue reading Learning Soft Hands
