I don’t remember how many times my mother told me this story, or how many times I have told it to you. It bears retelling. My mother, like many young women of her generation, had wanted to attend high school…. Read More ›
Day: 12/11/2019
CROSSROADS AND CONTRACTS – Marilyn Armstrong
It was a cold night. Not just wintry cold, but a deep, damp, clammy cold that climbed into your joints and made everything hurt. A light fog covered the ground yet it shed no light. If you squinted, you could… Read More ›
WHISPERS IN YOUR EAR – Marilyn Armstrong
The day before the earthquake hit San Francisco in 1989, I decided I needed to go home a day early. I wasn’t feeling well (I actually had the flu, but didn’t yet know it) and most of my work was… Read More ›
MORE OF OUR LITTLE TREE – Marilyn Armstrong
The Tree – FOTD – Dec. 11, 2019 So this time, I used my f1.8 25mm Olympus lens and the pictures are nominally better. I probably should take the pictures earlier in the day when there’s some light coming in… Read More ›