by Darcy Wiley | Jul 2, 2012 | Gift from the Sea ~ Summer Book Club 2012, Sweet Tea
Sometimes I want to forget that summer. I want to forget the tangled strands of brunette and the stomach that knotted as the ferry lurched into the Tangier port, the place where bold turquoise cranes hid earth-toned buildings that stair-stepped the hill, where hefty...
by Darcy Wiley | Jun 25, 2012 | Buttons & Thread, Gift from the Sea ~ Summer Book Club 2012, Pencils & Pens, Pocket Change, Sweet Tea
Within the first ten minutes, while the hood of the van cooled under the shade of a palm tree, she broke free from our grasp and went for the deep end. She steadied herself upright in her life jacket and churned her legs through the water like the blades of a boat...
by Darcy Wiley | Jun 18, 2012 | Buttons & Thread, Gift from the Sea ~ Summer Book Club 2012, Sweet Tea
In the year that I turned two, I bid farewell to both of my grandmothers. Elsie flew away to Heaven. And Mamie bought a one-way bus ticket to West Palm Beach. If you would have asked me as a toddler what made her pack her bags for the Sunshine State, I would have said...
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 | Jun 4, 2012 | Gift from the Sea ~ Summer Book Club 2012, Pencils & Pens
My husband has sailed past my horizon line out on a fishing boat beyond reach of cell phone towers. I grab the kids’ swimsuits from the drying rack on the balcony and pack our lunch. Out over the water, a plane sputters by dragging an airborne billboard behind it, an...
by Darcy Wiley | May 24, 2012 | Gift from the Sea ~ Summer Book Club 2012, Self-Care
In my ideal closet, everything has a place: short sleeves on one rod, long sleeves on another, dresses and skirts on another. Belts and strings are tied up at the waist, never dangling. Sleeves are smoothed out. Hangers are equidistant. Each rod is an array of color...