musings, memoir, life in the mountains
- October 04
- ~ welcome! ~ I'm Anna Herrington ~ photographs my own unless noted ~ when not here, gardening, researching, cooking, hiking, canoeing, hanging with family....I'm writing a book about the year I went wild: living on a remote mountain with my two small sons ~ other books in progress get a chapter or two here and there as well ~ now writing daily! A huge step forward for this writer...a huge thanks to NaNoWriMo for getting me going. every single day. email@example.com~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To see all posts, click on 'Just Thinking...' above, and scroll. Writing here at Open Salon since June 2010.
MY RECENT POSTS
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June 30, 2014 08:19PM
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June 25, 2014 07:17PM
- Meeting Muhammad II
June 14, 2014 10:09AM
- The Severing
June 05, 2014 01:15AM
- No GMOs! My County's Win
May 22, 2014 01:43AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Hi Robyn,
honey is so
Hi Alysa -
yes! Save the b…”
- “Jon, I didn't agree with
any of that, either, but
points can be made in
- “Bill, I don't get your
point - and that's okay - but
- “"... Marriage is when
you find a woman you don't
like and you
- “I still have the old
sailing whistle Dad gave me,
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They were there again when I woke up this morning - I realize I have to do something to pin them down.
It goes against every fiber of my being to do so.
It was not that I was dreaming of them last night, more that with the first… Read full post »
Secret energies jangle as you sidle up beside,
your arms bearing gifts
of the wooden horse.
The scent of the hidden wafts in the air,
Silent gratitude is sent above
for eyes that have learned to see.
The cloak of protection sur… Read full post »
We'd been chatting awhile, my sister, her wife, and I, a casual sit at the table with mugs of coffee and tea. It was our last afternoon together before my flight home last summer, the most relaxed I'd felt all week as it had been a very full trip. The rhythm… Read full post »
The clock sits on the corner of the low-slung table surrounded by small potted plants, three primroses in assorted colors and a spider plant with two spider plant babies hanging over one side. The clock is what is noticed though.
The rounded, tan clock face has old-fashioned-looking bronze hands and… Read full post »
On the day before Thanksgiving last year, preparations were in full swing at our house, for we were hosting the traditional feast. Our family gatherings have grown since we moved to this area nine years ago, so the expected number was to be around sixteen.
Part I of this story begins… Read full post »
Last year, I wrote a sweet little Thanksgiving post while thinking of an old family friend. I was so grateful then to have our family even slightly back on keel after the recession.… Read full post »
November is National Novel Writing Month.
As much as I love writing, reading, and novels, whoever decided that November, the month that starts the year's longest holiday season, is a good month to start a marathon of writing fiction, must be a little bit crazy.
Specifically, the NaNoWriMo chall… Read full post »
Stepping outside into the early morning light most days this summer, I'd sleepily pick up the garden hose and begin the morning watering. In the dry heat of our arid summers, the Sun's rays beam like lasers without the blanket of humidity to diffuse them; the winds sear and plants suffer… Read full post »
Every year when my birthday comes around, inevitably my very first thought is of my sister: my older sister - my big sister - by 7 1/2 years and one-half inch. That half inch gain is recent as we used to be the same height. I've increased my yoga practice,… Read full post »
Blogs all over the internet are certainly fired up today about Miley Cyrus's performance at the VMA awards - the tongue sticking out, the costume, foam finger, and whether or not she's an empowered woman, calculating performer, or naive victim of today's corrupt society, it is all being hashed and re… Read full post »
A girl slept in blind dream near Nantucket,
tried the suburbs but then she said fuck it.
An at home pilgrim I'll be
on 50 acres by the sea
(gazing up at Mercury)
....a brazen princess, 'til I kick the bucket.
THE CHALLENGE, thrown down by JD… Read full post »
At first - brown - visible on far horizon, a rusty stripe distinct against blue summer sky. This doesn't last long, the wall is heading for us.
Smoke. A tide of choking air blowing south into our narrow valley, the surrounding ranges a perfect trap as it funnels in. The acrid… Read full post »
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