She Kept A Parrot


Memories are composed of small details.  I understood that after Pops died.  As I looked through photographs that I had carelessly snapped of his feet or hands or shoes, I realized that those kinds of details are the ones that make a person unique.  Portraits are nice, but what we really remember about a person is the way he holds his hands or wears his boots even after they are worn out…. Read More

I can’t save money.  I can’t even save half a slice of my favorite pie for the next day’s treat.  I live in the moment, I think.  I am self-indulgent and a real spendthrift.   Be careful what you casually admire in my house.  You’re likely to walk away with it regardless of whether you wanted it.  Worse yet is the inability to purchase a present for Christmas (or for any other… Read More

The FedEx store is located, conveniently enough, behind Shipley’s Doughnuts on a main thoroughfare in town.  I went there in a panic one Friday a couple of months ago.  I was attempting to retrieve a macro lens that I was desperate to have.  “It’s not here”, the woman behind the counter said.  She only had the insured packages that required signatures or special handling.   The regular packages went to the main… Read More

This was written some months ago.  I just found the draft and decided to post it.  Boy will be nine years old on April 29. Art is included in Boy’s curriculum.  He also signed up for an after-school art class held on each Wednesday during this school year.  He is eight years old.  He is in the third grade.  He loves art.  He has an appreciation for beautiful things that surpasses that… Read More