Don't Drink Bees

It hasn't really been funny. It's been sad and it's been painful - for months. It's actually been so sad and so painful for so long, all I can really do is laugh now. Laugh at my never-ending dental construction. (Maybe it's the painkillers that make it… more »

I remember a time that I walked around to the other side of our pond and sat on the hot shale and gazed into the water at the organisms below the surface and on the surface and above the surface. Water striders, tadpoles, and an old tire covered with gre… more »

He sat there, perched on a rock, looking at me. His amphibian eyes would wink in turn, but never would he remove both from my intimidating presence. He feared that I might childishly make a leap for him, grab him in my hands, and imprison him. He had… more »

I climbed out of the van. I held the package out in front of me with both hands. I don't remember it being a warm day, but the wrapping paper was moist and sticky beneath my fingers. The house loomed before me. I knew it well: a big, white, two-story… more »

When I moved to Durham, North Carolina, I experienced an immediate culture shock. The city was big, hot, flat, noisy, and scary. A stark contrast to the rural, mountain living I was used to. I regretted the move as soon as I’d made it that hot, humid Jul… more »