by Darcy Wiley | Sep 8, 2015 | Pencils & Pens
She refused to saddle the carousel horse, and demanded I hold her as we spun around. She ran as fast as she could in the opposite direction when her big sister boarded the baby roller coaster. The rides were not for her two-year-old self, or so she thought. When I see...
by Darcy Wiley | Aug 28, 2012 | Fresh-Cut Flowers, Sweet Tea
The dock stands awkward like a kid in high school swim class, skinny legs and tan lines showing. Our little ones sprawl from the diving board into muddy water and go airborne off slides that jut out three feet above the surface. Even toward autumn, the lake feels the...