writing life restarted
In November I knew I was going to put my fiction work aside until the new year. In December I knew I was going to put my professional writing to… Read more writing life restarted →
Easter Sunday
Scars. This was the angle of today. The scars of Jesus. The scars of injuries. The scars of life. You know, the only remaining scars on Jesus after he rose were the scars on his hands. Why do these scars remain? Andy and I sandwiched our kids in the pew today during service. There they sat, all clean and shiny. And they listened to the sermon about scars. They know all too well about scars. All but the youngest, have too much of an understanding about scars. “What’s Kurt mean… Read more Easter Sunday →
savoring story
Yesterday morning, during our first minutes of spring break, the kids opened our albums and were remembering. I love when they pull the albums off the shelf, open them up,… Read more savoring story →
spring break anticipation
It begins. Home.Board games.Bike rides.Imagination.Lego creation.Homemade lunch.Cookies.Train tracks.Art.Letters.Books.Bonding. This is the anticipation for a break that builds a family. Join us at Two Writing Teachers forthe March Slice of Life challenge.
eucharist
“I could not help but think that somewhere along the way we had missed what was radical about our faith and replaced it with what is comfortable.” — David Platt
sweet fun
{spring} sun and melting snow bright green buds on bony limbs blue sky holds the chill I’ve noticed quite a few haiku around the slice community this month. I’ve been… Read more sweet fun →
take the time
Today I found a poem in my inbox. As I read the words, tears pricked my eyes (and I’m not really someone who cries much). It’s the timing of the thing… Read more take the time →
writing by the ocean
As I write, this is my view. I sit here, by the ocean. The sun sparkles off the water. Canadian geese fly past. It is quiet. The world moves outside… Read more writing by the ocean →
purple sandpiper
Purple SandpiperSource: Wikipedia(Click on the image.) As Deb and I were walking out to the Rockland Breakwater Lighthouse today we noticed two men with binoculars. Curious about their conversation, I… Read more purple sandpiper →
Ruth Ayres Writes 