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Belonging

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Father's Day

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Butcher

My baby boy, Butcher, who is my last rescue dog in the state of Alabama, is leaving for his new home and family in Massachusetts on the 22nd of this month. I am ridiculously bereft at the thought of losing him. His previous owner or whomever dumped him on our road must have been a very mean soul to this poor dog. Butcher proved quite the trick to catch and upon capture was terrified of all…

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Cleaning cobwebs

We come to our senses through adversity and mayhem. Nothing sweeps away the cobwebs of the mind like a true, real life Shakepearean tragedy. A heartwrenching, soul crushing event that you think will kill you, but it never does. Instead, what it does is lighten our psychological load. A tragedy takes all the mundane, useless little nothings that we originally thought were so huge, and it reduces…

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Still South

The air in the south is so still. It is almost always completely still. Humidity and boredom hang heavily in the atmosphere, creating a perfect breeding ground for mosquitoes and the dreadful buffalo gnats. My skin is a canvas of bug bites and itchy swells. Things around here are so sickeningly quiet, except for the bugs and the birds. The most active subject matter in this whole area are the…

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A Wet Confession

I hate to say it, but these are my favorite kind of days. My partner, Tom, hates the rain and the colder temperatures, but I secretly love it when the weather turns against us. For one thing, there are no bugs nor high humidity to ruin a morning or afternoon stroll. The light rain kisses the face and hands, and the cooler temps force you inside where writing, reading, reflecting, and sometimes…

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Southern Soul

To me this little collaboration of signs says it all. If I had to find anything that portrays the southern charm of this area, these two signs hanging in the window of a store entitled “Shotgun’s Grocer” would take the cake. What I love the most about the people in this area is their willingness to tell it like it is, but yet do so with a true southern wit and charm. Oh, and they passionately…

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The Power of Art

Lately art has been my go-to place for happiness. The other weekend, I drove an hour’s distance to attend a class on working with felt. I expected a small room with about maybe six elderly ladies sitting around, gossiping about the latest religious event. Instead, what I found was a thriving, dynamic group of about thirty plus people, of all ages and backgrounds. I arrived late and was greeted…

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Survivorship

Mistakes and mishaps.

My favorite cat, Phoebe, disappeared for two weeks. Actually, she disappeared for one week, and then on a day that I had to use the van to go to town, I accidentally ran over her. She had come back home and was sleeping under the van in an area where I couldn’t see her. I felt a bump, got out to check, and there she was lying on the ground. “Phoebe! What are you doing?” I exclaimed. At which…

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A Universal Barn

In her book, Heart in the Right Place, Carolyn Jourdan writes that; “Inside a barn in a whole universe, with its own time zone and climate and ecosystem, a shadowy world of swirling dust illuminated in tiger stripes by light shining through the cracks between the boards. Old leather tack, lengths of chain, rope, and baling twine dangled from nails and rafters and draped over stall railings.…

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My life now

So, this is my life now. I am a 59 year old woman, who lives in the southeastern United States. In the mornings, I sit on my front porch, drinking my coffee, and fighting with little birds. This tiny thing has built a nest inside my enclosed gutters, and she feels the need to protect her miniscule offspring by vocally objecting to the presence of my dogs, my cats, my computer, my coffee, and…

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The Sensual Spiritualist

I am returning to my spirituality and sensualness. Certain things produce fervor, and other things, certain failure. The uptight world of rigid rules and corporate codes and regulations cannot a poet make. Poetry belongs in the heart, and through the pen its words spring to life and lasciviousness. MSU in Springfield was an interesting little side trail on my journey through the woods of words…

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Southern Rain

The skies are growling at us again today. The rain is pouring down, adding extra layers of dampness to the humid lifestyle of the south. Everything is coated in glistening wet, sumptuous colors, shimmering off of all nature and manmade materials. Finding nature here is a treasure, spending time in nature is a gift, working with nature is a learning process. We spent days picking the black…

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AmpiFire Writing Sample

Headline: Green Warrior Permaculture Website Launches New Lessons For Permaculture Practices And Effective Sustainability Strategies Content: Green Warrior Permaculture website launches lessons and internship programs for anyone who is interested in becoming leaders in the world of permaculture and sustainability practices. More information can be found on their website…

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Come join me here

Come join me here

https://www.thekitchendane.com/blog/blog-post-eight-z2y3g

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A New Blog

You can now find me here, writing under my maiden name. https://www.thekitchendane.com/?fbclid=IwAR0THb9BfmNulHbMIGOgVPYmAe4Wbb6NcMhK_TxjQ8SbTTx23AKqzvOnqg4

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Searching

Searching for a professional blogger to interview. Must be someone I do not yet know. Thanks!

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