Hold on while I take a nap.

This Saturday morning the baristas outnumbered the patrons. I met an old friend to empty the pockets of our lives again. The usual topics rolled out of our brains. Family, sports, jobs, faith, and creativity were encased in story after story. That’s the thing, without a story, without a narrative,…

The day after Thanksgiving we put away the pumpkin, horn of plenty deco, and hauled out the green and red tubs of Christmas bling. I walked into a friend’s house recently and thought I’d find Mrs. Clause in the kitchen, powdered sugar nose to offset Rudolf’s blinking red one. The…

My fireman buddy told me to avoid the highways last night. I had to get to Plainwell from the west side of Kalamazoo. The scenic route, in the dark no less, led me to detours and cars idling in long centipede-like lines. When I got to moving again, traffic slithered…

The first winter here, Icicles reminded me Insulation was needed. Today, they are A line of teeth of the Abominable before Hermey the dentist extracted them. They are xylophone keys to tap out a fa la la. They are stalactites, Sun catchers all in a row. Potential daggers. Probable lollipops.…