Teacup moon holds a dark brew Tipped then sipped from full to new Generously poured and light infused A savored moon is divinely restored ____Colleen Redman / Imaginary Garden with Real Toads / Check out my featured interview, Life of a Poet, at Poets United HERE.
That’s what I said when I dug into my lobster-sauce drenched, crabbed-stuffed salmon at the Hardware Bar and Grill in Hillsville Saturday night. Although, if my five-year-old grandson Liam saw it, I’m sure he’d think it was more like a “Hot Lava Godzilla.” Sorry about the low-light blur in the picture above. I was probably […]
The following first appeared in The Floyd Press on February 11, 2016 and on The Floyd Press’s website HERE. There were mothers of young children, mothers and daughters, students, retirees and professionals attending the Woman’s Winter Sojourn Retreat at the Floyd EcoVillage January 29 – 31st. Twenty-six women ranging in age from 17 to 70 […]
1. Driving to Roanoke on Thursday to pick up my grandson Liam at preschool, I passed a white statue of Mother Mary in someone’s yard and thought it was a snowman. 2. Later, I took a wrong turn and came upon a Stonehenge and had to explain to Liam what it was and why I […]
The Scrabble Club meets at the Jessie Peterman Library in Floyd every 4th Saturday at 5:00 and the second Saturday at 11:00. More Scrabble posts HERE. –Wordless Wednesday
To put my life on hold is to also savor it What I try to avoid becomes all the more present Time passes slowly when we play dead vicariously Like a backfire kick from a over-watched clock I mark the minutes like a mantra for a countdown to the future I measure words by the […]
– The following first appeared in the February 18, 2016 issue of The Floyd Press Floyd is home to a high percentage of potters. They began coming to the county to set up working studios in the mid ‘70s. Over the years, many of those potters have provided apprenticeship programs and learning opportunities for […]
1. “Wait, Rising Sun is not the same as Winter Sun?” -Floyd homeboy Josh Copus 2. Last night I dreamt that Neil Young was my boyfriend. 3. Lately, I’ve been reading memoirs of the ’60s rock stars of my generation the way my veteran father read WWII books when he was my age. Here’s an […]
Our World Tuesday / Wordless Wednesday
And I have to shake it to get the purple down. Meanwhile, here’s a sneak preview of the Jacksonville Center’s new exhibit Floyd Potters: Generations of Clay, in which show host Jayn Avery brought together two generations of Floyd potters, including my Asheville Potter Son Josh. Along with the excellent work, the heartwarming exhibit includes the […]