Rant on Grocery Cart Dumping!
Well, it’s come to this again. We have a phantom grocery cart dumper in our neighborhood. I…
Well, it’s come to this again. We have a phantom grocery cart dumper in our neighborhood. I…
I abhor the dark early morning hours of one to four a.m. It is the time of The Messengers. I never know when they will be…
There’s a timeless field full of beautiful flowers. Yellow and blue flowers dominate the land. Wooden benches have chosen spots in the field.…
“They live in the shadows. In daylight shadows cast by the sun, in night shadows cast by the moon, in shadows thrown by artificial light, in…
I know when you are going to die. I can read shadows. Shadows can signal death. Why should I have been shocked to learn this?…
Shiny pennies. Grimy pennies. Untold secrets. A treasure, a curse, A Rolls, or a hearse? A coppery lie, Pass them by. Pass them by. Granny always…
Literature Unit and Poetry: Number the Stars by Lois Lowry Published March 21, 2016 | By Gloria G. Esquerra Some of my favorite literature units centered on historical novels.…
There’s a stretch of road that winds through the Arizona desert. It’s a lonely two-way road. The traffic is sparse, the asphalt unusually black.…
You know I was going to write about a phantom grocery cart dumper that is terrorizing our neighborhood…..well, really, my front yard (twice hit), but I was…