by Darcy Wiley | Jun 15, 2012 | Buttons & Thread, Fireflies
I started last summer with a list. Cloud gazing. Firefly catching. Bird watching. Running through sprinklers. I was all set to lead my kids on a tour of the season’s simple joys. Strawberry picking. Bare feet on grass. A boat ride on the lake with friends. I had plans...
by Darcy Wiley | Jun 11, 2012 | Fireflies, Gift from the Sea ~ Summer Book Club 2012, Sweet Tea
We drifted over silvery waters from the big island to the tiny one. I looked out the panoramic window onto open sea and atmosphere. It was like scales had fallen from my eyes to take in a view so gloriously clear. For four months, in the city where I was studying...
by Darcy Wiley | Apr 20, 2012 | Fireflies
I have choreographed the morning perfectly, checked off every to-do but one. I press the accelerator gently, no hurry, and roll through town with a rare feeling of calm. At the intersection, I am first in line to turn. I wait. The green light goes stale while cars sit...
by Darcy Wiley | Apr 5, 2012 | Fireflies, Fresh-Cut Flowers
Palms waved on Palm Sunday, fronds rattling, applause in the wind. I walked hand-in-hand with my firstborn toward our abandoned umbrella, its fringe fluttering near the shoreline. Bare feet shuffled over sandy cobblestone, felt the grit, the heat. I clicked my tongue...
by Darcy Wiley | Jan 6, 2012 | Fireflies, Jam
The night sky was free of clouds The village fields held no fire The people sang their pain out loud There they danced and never tired Off the map and through the mountains I stumbled on that place And found a harvest ripe with stars In the fields of outer space He...
by Darcy Wiley | Jan 5, 2012 | Fireflies, Fresh-Cut Flowers, Pocket Change, Sweet Tea
We balanced ourselves as we skied down the slippery steps and headed toward the tree line. My hound tugged against the leather leash and pulled me like he was a snow dog making tracks out in the wild. It was as close as we could get to such a thing– our...