Homecoming

Homecoming

by | Sep 18, 2014 | Buttons & Thread, Pencils & Pens, Sweet Tea

Over the trees, the sound of trumpets came to me. Drums bellowed back at mallets punching. Summer days, the marching band played like always. I could hear it from my backyard. Some days it was the sound of war, other days of celebration. I knew something was coming...
We Play Marbles

We Play Marbles

by | Jul 17, 2012 | Sweet Tea

We played marbles today. You lined up thirteen of them in the shape of a cross, tucked the shooter orb between your fingers and flicked it with your thumb. They clicked hard against each other. Half a dozen went spinning off the mat, colors of fire and ice, little...