What Lies Beneath

Clinging Snowfall

Twin lakes; the larger was imprisoned beneath a cap of ice. A liquid body of translucent turquoise, the smaller rode the icecap.  Above the un-lake rose a fine mist interspersed with wisps of fog.

Overnight the winter thaw was hidden beneath a blanket of new fallen snow.

Heavy wet snow compacted under my footsteps as I walked across the field.  Here and there mice had traveled beneath the snow.  Varicose snow eruptions between the ground and snow tracked their undercover foraging

Kietie’s Olde Thyme Soap

Kietie’s Prim Sculpture


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Down in my basement, lined neatly on a shelf are handwritten notebooks chronicling my life. After years of writing, the experience became more of a burden then an important part of my day so I quit writing. Five years later I took up writing again. This time it was in the form of a blog which gave me a place to hang out after I lost my job. From there my blog content morphed into writing about my general contractor experience building our house. As my life experiences grew so did my blog.

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