Sometimes sleep comes late into the night then rising creates challenges. Will my day mirror the world outside my door? I ponder my own statement as I step into the gray soupy fog that blankets the drive. Out of sync with myself, morning coffee delayed by an hour or more… instead of […]
Category: Memories are made of this
In a month’s time
I go again, soon … for dawn and dusk on the shoreline. insignificant to some, the Texas shore now my “ocean.” It’s not that I have not dipped toes into an authentic ocean, for I have; but the baggage that came with living in an ocean state was too weighty at the time. Texas! At […]
Retrospective
A faded old book with a baby blue stained cover, the color for a wished for boy, who would not be me. Inside, a picture of my mother, father, sister and me; October 18, 1949, is the date written in my mother’s hand. Daddy in his uniform, is smiling and proud, a […]
My Favorite Car
was a 1967 candy apple red, Pontiac GTO… likely the most fun I ever had behind the wheel of a car! She had 4 on the floor, power and was loud And made to go fast So I did… Her speedometer was broken But the tachometer worked. Her engine cued me when it was […]
By Vincent
Painted by Vincent For the pleasure the world From his tortured soul. ©Nancilynn 2013 Internet Art from my favorite artist
Farmin’ Fool
It was a name he gave himself in a song and farm he did nestled in our southern suburban paradises turning endless backyards of clay into soil we drew hope that we would have tomatoes slowly, but certainly, each year the garden came some years two crops if we had the energy some […]
From my Bucket list
June, 1999 The year following the death of my mother, the year following my completion of treatment… Lymphoma(Non-Hodgkin’s / B-cell large& small) that year was a blur. He’d made a lot of money in the stock market & we should go on a trip to celebrate… Sedona! My only ever hot air- […]
The gift of time
Today, as the skies rumbled filled with thunder and streaks of lightning, I asked for a day off. I would do this only when I know the office will not be burdened by my absence-especially since it is my retirement job, two days per week, and I like it a lot. My morning was filled […]
Adventure in the Ordinary
Yesterday we met for lunch at noon as arranged a nagging pain in my back persistently present… outdoors, the hot July sun would bake us and everyone else… so we are off on an indoor adventure of body/mind/spirit aches, pains will have to wait another day. Or so I thought… Fabulous lunch with excellent company […]
Always a Mom
now grown, on his own this boy in the house tonight having Momma time. © Nancilynn Saylor Picture from my personal favorites
Nancilynn is Writing again 