Dirt Roads and Field Stickers

Life-it's rarely a smooth walk down the trail. We all get a few burs stuck to our pants legs or some stickers in our feet along the way. But we keep going. My Great Grandmother taught me that.

Libby Lizard’s Fabulous Adventure: Chapter Three-The Journey Home

Libby was hungry, tired, and cold. The afternoon sun was sinking beneath the edge of the earth. The giant parking lot and the safety of her tree root had faded from view. She had traveled the edges of the highways on her journey east, but she knew she needed to eat and find a place …

My First Friend

Childhood friendships don’t always last forever, but the memories of these friendships often do.  Some memories leave an indelible mark upon the pages of our lives. They help shape the person we are to become. Little images of my childhood skip through my mind leaving an indelible mark, forever a part of who I am.  …