High School Pre-Bell
The phrase “calm before the storm” never seemed so true.
The bridge that crosses 440 on the greenway. We were spotting race cars and sweating.
The boy and the yellow flower.
He paints the roses red.
It was a Tarheel fan, thus the mold.
A lady was lying in the park posing for the audience.
One cat is scaling curtains…
one is waking up from a nap listening to the mountain climber.
What does your family call a roly poly (or potato bug)?
I am a writer, educator and genuine creative living on the coast of NC. Our house is built on sunshine with my husband BJ, dog named Tucker, and our two very sassy cats: Fromage and Jasper.
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