Move over iris, make room for the rose. The roses were in full bloom, and a light morning shower made them all the more lovely and fragrant. We said “good morning” to old Henry, collected spent petals and wiggled those two loose teeth whenever we had the chance. Steamy and muggy and green and pink…
Author: thirdstoryies
authors’ tea
This afternoon was the last Authors’ Tea at E’s school. The kids had all come such a long way from that first book they published early on in the school year. This book had ten pages, and some pretty complex sentences and long words. I still love the phonetic spellings on some of the words…
collateral damage
I am still recovering from this past Monday. And when I say “I”, I should really say “We”. Monday was the photo shoot at our house and I must say, I sincerely hope that I don’t have to go through something like that again anytime soon. Everyone we dealt with was very nice, and extremely…