by Cathee Poulsen Exactly fifty-seven years ago I rolled into Lake Placid for the first time on a…

by Texas Stready Well the new year is here and I can’t stop feeling amazed that 2016 is…

by Texas Stready After paying for my Christmas gifts at the store, I happily trot towards my car.…

I wrote this piece of prose three years ago after fighting a lingering darkness left me weary and discouraged. The Christmas…

by Texas Stready With eyes the size of golf balls I rush outside in response to my grandson’s…

by Cathee Poulsen “It means that though the Witch knew the Deep Magic, there is a magic deeper…