The Leaves Let Go

April opens the door to spring. It’s the month when the Great Silent Voice speaks: “Time’s up, release without remorse and make way for the new.” Nature has a different set of rules for the live oaks that canopy the islands of coastal Georgia. They’re programmed to shed their leaves in spring, not November. It …

Yes, No, Maybe

Life’s questions can often cause linguistic conflicts. Choose responses carefully. ********** It’s a typical morning. They sit around having coffee, reading. She glances up as if heaven is speaking. The look portends trouble for him. “Honey, will you do me a favor today?” He hides behind the sports section pretending not to hear. The ploy …

A Memory of March

March is mainly a Pisces, unpredictable. Its sliver of the year is either hot or cold, neither winter nor spring. It can’t seem to make up its mind which to be. It happens to be the month of my birthday. I have difficulty in deciding things, too. As if turning 75 a few days ago …

The Luck of the Draw

There are 52 cards in a deck and 52 weeks a year to play them. Possibilities are endless. Outcomes often depend on the luck of the draw. In cards, like life, there are winners and losers. One can only play the hand they’re dealt. Fate is the dealer; nerves, skill and luck play the hand. …

We Have a Problem

He fell asleep last night watching Trump on C-Span. “What dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil…” The phone rings. Its intrusion fractures the morning’s silence. He looks at his watch, 7:06. Who calls at this hour? He checks the caller ID for a clue. No luck. ‘Unknown Number’ it reads. …

Romancing the Dream

In the beginning Somebody had a dream. It existed in an ethereal world without form and void, waiting for hands to convert it into reality. Advents still occur. ********** It’s January 1, 2017, the morning after. Nursing a strong cup of coffee, my dog, Mac, and I are trying to synthesize last year’s events into …