For the longest time E refused to write. She would start to put her thoughts down on paper, but when the sounds and the letters didn’t arrange themselves in a way that resembled the words that she knew them to be she’d get very frustrated and stop. She also wasn’t as quick with the pen…
Author: thirdstoryies
sunday morning in the garden
Some photos from our Mother’s Day stroll in the garden. That last flower looks like it should be the official flower of my alma mater – Clemson. I remember they would fill the beds on campus with orange and purple pansies, but this one – I think it was called an African Sun Daisy –…
something new
After almost three years and nearly eight hundred posts I think it is about time for a new masthead. The old one with the icy roof was nice – I really liked it – but it always bugged M once the weather turned nice. I’m not sure I’m sold on this one, but at least…