Piano Lesson
“In Mary Oliver’s “Music Lessons,” the piano teacher exchanges places with the student. As her fingers hit the keys, “Sound became music, and music a white / scarp for the listener to climb / alone…..”
Essays
Crime Scene
In this essay, I explore the feeling of walking into a crime scene—one which has a deep, personal connection, as this is in the parish hall of our church, where my husband serves as Vicar.
In the Bleak Midwinter
I love the relatively mild Pacific Northwest winters. But I couldn’t let on to my mother that I missed my Seattle home as much as she thought I would. Life happens and who wants to be judged for their life choices?
The First Baseball Game of the Season
This August, I was privileged to have my essay, The First Baseball Game of the Season, published in Pure Slush Anthology: Lifespan Vol. 6, Marriage. Pure Slush is an independent publisher of fiction and non-fictional works from authors worldwide, and has been home to hundreds of shorts, essays and prose since it’s creation in 2010.
The Marimekko Porch
On the day before the world shut down, we made a last run to our local bookstore. On the discount rack I found a copy of James Beard, The Theory and Practice of Cooking. I read through the classic and made a few of the recipes over the next few months, but mostly I bought it because it was one of the books that was always on my Aunt Janice’s shelf, in the family room off the modern, galley kitchen, over the built-in, “L”-shaped white couches…