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SPARE CHANGE
My husband and I crouched on the braided wool rug in the living room and worked together with the small change, separating nickles, dimes and quarters. I built piles and and counted in groups of 4’s for the quarters, ten- dimes and twenty- nickles while Todd stuffed the paper money … Continue Reading SPARE CHANGE
“Just Enjoy the Sit” Reflections on Bus Riding in Nairobi, Kenya
“Does Your Husband Know Who You’ve Been Kissing?”
The Gift of Not Seeing Dirt
I could not sleep the other night and kept thinking about the freezer, go down and get berries out so you can have some with your morning yogurt. I couldn’t shake this idea and so I got up at 2 am and went down to the basement. Low and behold, … Continue Reading The Gift of Not Seeing Dirt
When Hardship Does Not Feel Hard
Old man Quehman used to sit on the porch of his stone home in an old kitchen chair, and face the stream across his property. He held his shotgun in his hand, waiting, passing the time. His knees would fall open and his big swollen belly heaved up and down … Continue Reading When Hardship Does Not Feel Hard
Focusing on Football- or NOT
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“INVITE HIM ALONG” – A Ride to Recovery with passed Airborne Ranger Zachary Adamsom
“Glamping” in the Laurel Highlands
Friends in the Sky- When you Cannot Sleep
I found it slightly annoying when my mother told me as a teen, that she could not go to sleep until I was safe at home from a date and in bed. I was only slightly touched that she cared. I thought she ought to put me out of her … Continue Reading Friends in the Sky- When you Cannot Sleep
A Writer’s Haven on Cape Cod
“No More Canoeing”
I didn’t want to hear my 80 year old friend’s response when I asked if he and his wife wanted to go canoeing. “The river is up in July- a most unusual occurrence. Will you come?” “No more canoeing.” he replied. As in “never ever again?” I thought to myself. … Continue Reading “No More Canoeing”
Blue Grass Night at the Kempton Rod and Gun Club- A Little Slice of Americana
Gratitude is a Mature Virtue
It was about the same time that my palms began to blister from squeezing the lopers closed over blackberry stems, striped maple, etc. after a few very slow miles into the morning. The same time that Todd nicked his leg with the machete as he swung it vigorously at the … Continue Reading Gratitude is a Mature Virtue
Be Careful What you Wish for
“What it Takes to be a Freelance Writer” Keynote at Penn State’s “Freelance-a-thon” Conference
Who Am I? I’m really an artist masquerading around like a writer. Or at least if you look at my formal education, over 4 years of learning as a fine arts-painter, attending Indiana U of PA and the Pennsylvania Academy of Art in Philadelphia, the oldest art school and one … Continue Reading “What it Takes to be a Freelance Writer” Keynote at Penn State’s “Freelance-a-thon” Conference
Cindy Ross 