The Pachinko Machine If I remember it right they found it at a Sears store incongruous among the hammers lawn mowers washing machines garden hoses rain jackets (remember the Sears nut counter, where you could buy a warm paper bag of red-skinned peanuts while you shopped for nails and screws?) They stood, looking at it,… Continue reading Plink!
So... H and I both wrote poems for the first theme ("summer solstice") of our summer writing camp. She wrote a concise haiku about a confident, cinnamon-furred fox, dreaming under the moon. And I wrote a rambler about the solstice being both the start of summer and the start of the plunge into fall (I'm… Continue reading Summer writing camp: Update and new prompt
Our first day of summer vacation and it's a rainy one. I say "our", but it's really just H's summer vacation. I'm horning in on her well-earned time off. Not only that. I'm full of plans. I read somewhere this morning about one of those super creative moms who bought these amazing scrapbook sets for… Continue reading Day one