Thanks @owasco! Seven years of your own son slowly dying - that is above and beyond. So I summon whatever is Above and Beyond, I call on God or whoever may hear, whoever or whatever may unite us in spirit.

The truth is "too good" for fiction, our writing workshop teacher told us in 1985 (Nancy Price, author of Sleeping with the Enemy, the novel that became a Julia Roberts movie). This is a case

Wow! "It rains on the just and the unjust alike" - but the rocks dashing us all, rich or poor, that's a high-impact image. :) You know what I'll say next: #love it!!!! Nature is casting sidelong

This is based on a news story...? Some guy had his dog at the wheel (whether before or after the cop pulled him over)? It's hilarious - makes me wish the dog could talk! Your imagination is so rich!

Ohhh I love this! You hear his voice in your mind - who's to say it's not his voice? And I love his insight. People died for land, too; people had land taken from them by invaders and conquering armies;

Seven years - bedridden, unable to walk - and SO YOUNG. My heart aches for you, his mother, his caregiver. I'm so glad you wrote about this (in poetry! after a year!) - so sorry for the subject matter.

I use Snipping Tool - on Apple pcs, it goes by some other name. On Tim's mac, it's called "screenshot" - but he doesn't have the paid version, so when he clicks on the pen, nothing happens. At

Help me out here. I think I see a Jacob's Ladder (left) and a trout lily (right). I had some volunteer shallots (?) but they're dwindling. Had some volunteer garlic plants as well. (Some still lurk in

this would make a great TV series. Return to the hometown: who'd think to look there for a tax dodger? The artful dodger returns to the arts... Tracy = Dick I want more of this character!

You also had voice lessons with an actor from the TV series "Sopranos," right?

No film, no video, no audio - no, no, no! But you describe it so well, playing the part of a rube called to solo in the spotlight, flubbing at first, then rising to the occasion. I can imagine it. To take

I didn't read the comment section first. You live near a "very large" Amish community. #love it!

A short drive - a romp in the woods - a wet, happy dog. What more could we ask? Mayapples! wildflowers! Leeks! --You live that close to Mennonite or Amish country? What a fun walk! My last meadow walk

Gotta Love "rodents on stilts" - LOL! Sparrows nest on the ground...? I'm in awe of the empty spaces in your garden. I have rotten clay, sand, former pasture, wetlands, and a bit of woods, and

#everyone, I urge you to read the previous post. For those who won't click on the link, here are a few excerpts: "Aunt Jane. As a first cousin of my mother’s, she wasn’t even technically my aunt.

This is all too true: ... it's getting very costly to live this way. Ironic, to do all yourself on a nice piece of property will take all the money you have. To have land, to own a house, a home - this

"Get into a freewrite head" - let the surprises flow out, like opening the flood gates, undamming the river. Or ripping off a bandage too soon, and.... Now I'm unpacking a hymn you brought to

Aha. I do see it now, at the bottom - And I love it that you no longer even need to set the timer. Five minutes, and out comes this wondrous tale of redemption. #TooCOOL

I love your Aunt Jane and the way you celebrate all that was good in her, even while acknowledging she was difficult, hot-tempered, prone to bouts of depression, reviled by others - but not you! - for

And, seeing as how hardly anyone will read the comment section, here is this item my husband uncovered while searching for Wands of Horus (oh, the things that turn up in an online search)! The victim's