Last night I arrived early at the annual Solstice party hosted by two of my favorite people, Marie and Joscelyne. Their younger son, Jasper, was serving as lookout at the front door and announcing when guests arrived and an adult would need to come open the door. I was standing by the bar (surprise), … Continue reading Story Time Sunday, December 21st, 2014 — The Time of Our Lives
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story time sunday, march 23, 2014 —
Rockers and Swings: days and nights The chairs I grew up on, did not move. Well, they did sometimes by accident. You scraped the chairs over a wooden floor or got them caught on a woolen rug, or you tipped them back and someone yelled at you. Not me. I don’t remember tipping my chair, … Continue reading story time sunday, march 23, 2014 —
Stephanie Barbé Hammer Writing (Un) Real 