“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan


almost done, almost there. almost.

the last of the christmas danglies.

it's still alive and hanging from an otherwise empty blown out of the pecan tree
wishbone limb
and i'm only mentioning it to let you know me too,
except for the hanging part,
and i'm not near as sparkly.
but i'm here just trying to get through the busy end
of the spring part of our business,
just working and watching baseball
and hoping for sunshine on the weekend.

when we catch up - soon, soon -
i will have some words.
and i will have others' words, also,
i know y'all think i've forgotten,
but i haven't.
those stories outside the pages are waiting to be told.

muchas gracias for your patience.



  1. oh sugar. i am intimately acquainted with soon. and just so you know, i haven't forgotten about my story outside the covers. i've written and rewritten more times than i can count. in fact, i worked on it a tiny wee bit yesterday, but being at the beach with my husband, daughter, nephew, and mother . . . well, you know. soon, though. i promise. and that line about hoping for sunshine on the weekend? me, too on that one, too. xo

  2. i love that dangly... here's hoping we all have sunshine this weekend.

    soon was part of the hyphenated name that i'm divorcing... and then i'm going to start dating now.

  3. my 'stories' rattle around in my skull, waiting to be written down.
    sometimes they make it, others not. 'the book' may never materialize !
    sometimes too 'dark' i fear to put them onto paper..
    but yours i always wait for, whenever they come.
    in fondest, Tilda

  4. love the dangle .. thanks for sharing this during a busy patch ...your words always wrap around my heart..stories to be told!!


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