A Collection of
Short Stories

Woody Woodpecker Takes a Trip! Remember that book. I must have read it every night for two or more years when our son was a toddler

They were discussing life and death and numbers. She looked around and wondered about that. Would it be enough?

It was January 5 and a storm was raging ... not a snowstorm but high winds and heavy rains. Flooding, leaks, damage

Really! There was no easy way out except to start all over again. It was then that I sat up and took notice. It happens so often to so many!

I was in my office and was just a little distracted when I thought I heard a knock on the door. I rushed down the stairs wondering who it could be.

Sometimes the stories just come by chance - alone by a campfire, in the stillness of the morning, in the hustle of a busy day

Yesterday I was thinking of some of the things I intend to do one day in my future and it reminded me of my aunt's advice

Funny how some iconic lines stay in your head! "There are eight million stories in The Naked City. This has been one of them".

It wasn't the best way to start a day because I hate arguing but it just had to be said and I was ready to take it on

We were just chatting over a morning coffee when my sister shared the most amazing story about babies and bread pans

Was it like a puzzle with a predetermined picture or would it be a tappestry that would be shaped and patterned by the weaver's hand

You never know what you are going to learn on a Saturday afternoon. We were helping artisan, Kayla Stride, with her first 'raku test run'