I made a new Web page! I have design and final product comparison photos and a little bit of nerdy information!
A Day in Web Design
Amber Light
When I was a teenager I spent two summers and a week of winter with a missions organization building houses in Piedras Negras, Mexico, where I met Michael Jarrett, a 30-year-old nomad.
Michael looked ragged, but warm and welcoming. He could have stepped right out of a sepia- toned photograph. His sandy tone matched his gritty [...]
Bella
I loved her–devotedly, singularly, unflinchingly. She humored me. She loved another. She deceived me with her kindness, made me believe I was worth something to her. But her heart was his, and she married him.
Devastation drove my hands to work. I built a boat, a sea-worthy vessel, with my own strength and skill. Gingerly I [...]
Vera
Listen to the Audio Version! Click on the Post.
Vera stopped buying things in 1973. After the kids grew up, she felt no need to keep up with the times.
Reinventing Me
I grew up in Saltville, Virginia, a tiny Appalachian valley town. As a mining hub specializing in coal and sheet rock, it wasn’t the thriving metropolis you might expect. But I was determined to live a dignified, elite lifestyle regardless of my locale.
We lived in an old brick farmhouse, which really was a gem, on [...]
Pelican
I am a creature of splendor. Observe my broad, able breast, the swelling seat of my pride. Behold my dagger-like beak, brilliantly painted with bold, confident strokes of the universe: sky blue air, dazzling green earth, white water, daring, stunning, orange fire. Perceive my determined eyes, unflinching, crystal. See how the sun exalts me, crowns [...]
O.D.D.
Adelaide was simple, old fashioned. She wore saddle Oxford shoes and cardigan sweaters. She cherished both the trinkets and the ideals of times passed: hand-painted pill boxes, monocles, silver compact mirrors, old books, ceremony, chivalry. On Saturday, April the fourth, 2008, Adelaide purchased an antique silver pocket watch, engraved with the initials O.D.D.
Adelaide’s routine was [...]
Deifilia
My mother blindly believed in the traditional religion that had been passed down throughout the generations of her family. She married a Catholic man, like her, when she was eighteen. He was harsh to her, and treated her like property of little value. When he drank, which he never did before they married, she feared [...]
March
Tomorrow begins a new writing challenge. Tabi Boyce did this last year, and perhaps in the years previous to that, and invited me to join her this year. So here’s the deal: I’ve asked several people to submit photos for the writing challenge. Each day of March, I will choose one of the photos, write [...]
Something to Chew On :: Sermon Graphic
Feb 22 Sermon Graphic.