While sipping a Caicos Sunset Rum Punch at the Da Conch Shack on Provo Island in the Turks & Caicos I dug my toes in the sand and enjoyed the view. Blues from sky and sea met golden beach dotted with dogs. Yes, dogs – potcake dogs. Potcake dogs are a smart, loyal and loving mixed… Continue reading Pocket Money
Somewhere between my second and third Caicos Sunset Rum Punch a bird of prey swooped low over the beach. His talons clutched a sizable fish. Had his catch been listed on Da Conch Shackmenu, it would have set us back about $30. “What was that?” I asked Mike. “Amazing,” he answered. Hawk? Eagle? The birder in me… Continue reading Making Stuff Up
A Perfect Match is one of the children's stories in my upcoming anthology. Molly’s mom brought her work home with her- not stacks of papers to grade or business contracts to write, but a yodeling parrot, a three legged tortoise, and a boa constrictor that lost its appeal. She matched pets to people at the Pets… Continue reading Perfect Match
Ice storms isolated. Snow secluded. Negative temperatures confined. In the midst of cleaning, I stumbled across two decades of prescription glasses. I donned them in an attempt to recreate John Lennon’s 1970 image. Had I not been isolated, secluded, and confined I never would have taken the time to mimic the image. A bit bored… Continue reading Diminutive Dramas
Would eradication of the stink bug compromise our ecosystem? I don’t have the answer, but I think it’s worth the risk. My level of loathing for the Halyorpha halys (aka shield bug, brown marmorated stink bug, or simply stink bug) rose exponentially with subsequent encounters. Advocacy deteriorated to opposition similar to Trump’s relationship with the… Continue reading Stink Bug Tipping Point
A Few Choice Words By Anita 