The lake rolls, and a distant boat’s attenuated wake sucks gently at the limestone shore. The last tufts of cottonwood…
About: Me, the Blog, You, the Dogs
This post was originally published on 6 March 2019 Hello and welcome to Lee’s Scribbling. I shift yet again—from being…
Life Lists: Birds and Fears I Have Met
Those are just some of my new life-list birding additions. You may not recognize the last bird on the list.…
Craving: Reassembling in Fog
Bear with me. It has been a rough couple of weeks but there is light at the end of this…
Setting Boundaries. Fighting demons.
Sunday night. Philpott Lake. I am alone in the RV loop. Everyone else has gone home or moved on to…
Random Bits & Pieces: Compartmentalization Again
I have skedaddled away from the coast for a while and nestled inland for a few days before heading north…
To Sea: Feet & Hope in the Surf
I feel like I’ve come to life for a moment. Hopefully several moments. I want to work. I want to breathe and accomplish things.
Sloshing: Trauma, Memory, & Blurting
In the grand scheme of things, nothing I do or don’t do is of any value. I am not a…
Integral Lee: Returning to Me
With time, my blog continues to change focus because I continue to change focus. And yet, not really. Ultimately, I…
Wandering: Into the Earth and Out Again.
I am wandering with slight aim. I have a goal of going to Dallas, but beyond that, I am uncertain.…