kbeglin
Among many things, her hands were withered, as was the small hydrangea plant in the backyard. She watched as her beloved shitzu Nony moseyed over, jerky with arthritis, and relieved herself all over the small purple bush.
This dilemma I find is all the more aggravating because I chose it for myself even though that isn't how I feel about now.
I feel as if I've transformed.
Not the simple year by year aging but become that slightly beat up but exquisite hope I had for myself when I was five years old and found out what college was for the first time.
The tiny glass beads shimmered in the high sunlight
the tall grasses bent and swayed
the smell of dirt, wind, and oaks filled the air
the crescent moon dipped below the eucalyptus grove
the owl blinked and swiveled around to face the brook
the water skipped and bounced along the silver reflection
what a wonderful discovery to find that change happens everyday, no matter what.
the red lights descended like a plague on maybe the most important night of his life. not only was he sorely unprepared but he would now also be late.
The silly montage reminded her of what she could have experienced in high school if perhaps she had been more interested in what everyone was wearing and saying instead of what people had written and said and done and created. However it also reminded her of the small but bright happiness brought on by an 80's movie.
The lime green dinosaur looked more extinct than the fossils I was researching. I told Danny to clean up his toys and get ready for lunch. It would only be grilled cheese again, just like yesterday and the day before, but I knew how much the little plastic-wrapped piece of cholesterol made his day.