Author Archives: Bonnie
Every morning, I pulled on a T-shirt, grabbed my flip-flops and snapped a sunrise over the Atlantic. When life is simple, life is good. May 2010 ~ Milepost 15 1/2 ~ Nags Head Advertisements
Even after forty years, he still helps me search for shells.
Aware of my proclivity for making the obsolete useful again and my obsession with finding treasure in the rubble, he brought this old spittoon to me. With a knowing smile, he said, “I thought you might like this.” And so … Continue reading
Christmas Morning ~ 2009 Not as eager to sprint from one gift to the next as his big sister was, he tended to relish each one and move slowly to the next only after fully experiencing what came before.
“…a fit night for man nor beast” ~ 12-18-09
digging out ~ 1-31-10
after they had all gone home ~