I climbed a mountain. Ok, not literally. Literally, I climbed a gravel path lined with cactus and creosote, punctuated with…
Bones and Brains: Healing and Empathy
Let me begin with a scenario: Imagine that you have broken your lower arm bone; your radius in this case.…
Paddling Hopefully: Against the Wind—Both Ways
I struck out on the no-wake branch of Lake Ray Hubbard, pushing my new touring kayak, Sofie, out of ankle-deep…
Tiny Treasures on Follet’s Island
REPOST: Originally published on KC Beach Scribbles, 29 March 2019 It’s early spring—wildflower season in Texas. This is our answer…
Another Fog Season, Another Town: Denial of Responsibility in Abusive Relationships
Fog softened the land in North Texas this morning. Mornings like this are common down at the Texas coast this…
Beautiful Obfuscation: Looking Through Fog Toward Joy
REPOST: Originally published on KC Beach Scribbles, 13 February 2020. It is winter well and good here in Surfside Beach,…
Text Tone Addiction: Oxytocin and Electronic Communication
June 2022 Composed in a Kentucky valley. I’ve put off posting this for many months. It seemed out of place.…
Hyper-Independence: Waiting for the Thaw
Ice is pattering softly on Blanche’s roof. I dread having to walk Sam today and I worry my little egg…
Timing and Truth: Hearing the Voices That Matter
Sometimes, it just isn’t the right time. During my thesis defense, committee members said, “Get it out there. Move on.”…
Navigating Texas Storms
Oh, these storms—literal and metaphorical. The shift in temperature and the salt air has come on the heels of increasing…