A View From the Treehouse

He is nine years old. We are standing at the edge of the world, together, in the dark. Dark. Darker, inkier than the dark in my backyard or his. But not an eerie dark. This one familiarly wraps itself around us. Friendly. Comforting. The sounds we hear are the murmuring of the water as it…

I could have scrolled past this and left it alone. Ok, in terms of potential social media reactions, that’s what I did. I didn’t leave a comment. It was a simple post about the name given to a children’s daycare center: “The Children’s Hour.”  My reaction was physical, maybe even audible: “Huh?” Not, I am…

I’m an unabashed word nerd. I won’t suggest that I’m any better at using words than anyone else is, but I’ve relished the heft of well-used words all my life. I can track this enjoyment all the way back to 5th grade. During a heated exchange with someone who always felt compelled to make me…

My blog is a collection of my thoughts–some old, some recent, some still in progress, and some left abandoned for a later time. I write about things I’ve read–books, essays, opinion pieces, poetry, and social media comments.