From My Front Porch

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a WORK of art

This image makes the smokestacks look smaller than they are. They stand guard over Lansing, MI and welcome factory workers to their jobs each day.

My hometown, Richmond, Virginia, has become a trendy area for its social networks, food scene, and focus on the arts. Over the years, their social magazines and websites have focused on what’s “Very Richmond.” Readers contribute anything from fishing on the James River shoreline to clubbing in Shockoe Bottom. This capital city is a hub of entertainment and culture, and the art scene beckons those who seek beauty.

Ten years ago, I moved to another capital city, albeit a bit farther north: Lansing, MI. [Read more…]

Things Wear Out

ChairsA writer spends a lot of time sitting. Apparently I sit aggressively. In a recent venue change, my new landlord noted how worn my office chair is. He commented to my two sons as they helped move furniture that they should make sure Mom got a new chair for Christmas. I shrugged it off and kept using the worn out chair. [Read more…]

Some Memories Never Fade

Some memories just never fade; though, I do wish I still had that picture of my younger self with that little green chalkboard my baby sister and I received for Christmas many years ago. Looking back, I probably should apologize [Read more…]