Photo Credit: Vino Li / Unsplash Momma and I love the back porch, especially when October comes. She sits in her dark navy rocker, swaying slow to the sounds of the croaking frog. I sit in my rattan rocking chair. I’m 12 now, but just a few years ago, I sat in it like itContinueContinue reading “Witching & Waning”
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Season of Hope
When I comes to my Pilgrimage, I’m in a season of waiting. For just over a week I’ve been querying agents again. Averaging maybe two a day, with a very slow trickle of rejections coming through…which fills me with dangerous hope. In the meantime, I’ve been obsessing over our backyard pond. It’s drying up andContinueContinue reading “Season of Hope”