November 24, 2020. Let’s Get Pinned
Today was the fourth Pancake Tuesday. In spring and summer, finding at least one four-leaf clover a day – about 300 altogether – marked the time. Now it’s pancakes. I
Sept. 20, 2020 – All My Friends Are Pen Pals
It used to be when someone moved to a new state, I could promise a visit sooner than any other friend could make it out, touring as I do. One
Sept. 16-17, 2020 – A Seed Is Its Own Energy Source
50° mornings. The back porch shaded until well after noon. I keep migrating the peppers, still bearing so many hopefuls, looking for any spot that escaped the sun’s sudden cold
Sept. 15, 2020 – Heather Speaks
The first chilly morning comes today, like a bell that cannot be unrung. 8 a.m., I wrap myself in a blanket and take my homemade espresso onto the back porch,
June 11th, 2012.
I am in the process of compiling drafts of my half of the next ilyAIMY disc, getting things ready for further arrangements, harmonies and ensuing band practices. Picking band versions
April 25-26, 2012 – Raleigh, NC
Substitute:(noun) A person or thing acting or serving in place of another.(synonyms) surrogate, deputy, replacement, proxy I’ve been thinking a lot recently about the kind of person I am. There
February 21st, 2012.
I’ve found myself a beautifully appointed Starbucks, and a window seat in view of the El station in the Bryn Mawr section of Chicago. It’s gray as an eraser smudge today,
November 15th, 2011.
As a preview and guide to the journal I’m writing on NERFA, here is an exhausting (to make) not exhaustive (as it represents only a smathering of what appeared at
November 2nd, 2011.
When my voice is inhibited, it’s one of the only times I listen to my own recorded music. In some ways, it’s the only time I have enough distance from
September 21, 2011
Don’t stone me, but not a single Pearl Jam song exists in my computer or my apartment. The radio provides me my fix of them. I had to be coerced
