Halfway Up the Tree

Halfway Up the Tree

“Who’s up there?” The kid was halfway up the tree. It wasn’t a regular tree–it was a mammoth tree. An “if you fall you’ll be dead,” tree. A tree that went to God. “Get down!” That’s what they say to...
‘Twas the Month Before E-Christmas

‘Twas the Month Before E-Christmas

Twas the month before Christmas and all through the house The tree decorated, no fight from the spouse. Each year we argue with all of our might About bangles and ornaments–those god-blasted lights. “The red bows are cluttered,  they can’t all go...

The Smudged Star

New Year’s is time to pack up the tree. I remove each ornament and ponder its significance as I gently wrap it and put it in its special box. Except for the generic balls and fillers, each has a very special meaning–the power to make me travel to a time...

Do It My Way! (No Apples for You!)

I am coloring with Declan. We are making trees. I start to make my usual tree, which will emerge with owls, a couple of flowers, a graveyard off in the distance, and maybe a kid fishing by a stream. The kid might even fall in. I never finish the picture. I never...