By Sally Holland My wings are frayed from life’s abuse, No chance to be rescaled, My song has bayed, its tone reduced. My muscles now curtailed. Could I but change what gave me this, The farces and the facts, The fortunes gained and those I missed, My adolescent acts. Without the spray, the past … More My Wings are Frayed
By Sally Holland This is a fictionalized rendition of a story told to me by both Dave and his daughter Emily. The basics are true but the details are completely fabricated. Water sloshed over the sides of the large metal tray that the flight attendant carried toward the business class cabin. She leaned over to … More 3,000-year-old Ice
Source: How to Clean Out your Closet
By Sally Holland Take everything out of your closet. First remove the clothes that fit and are in season because they are easiest to reach, then remove the clothes that fit but are not in season and finally remove the clothes that are neither in season nor fit–these are in the back. To get the … More How to Clean Out your Closet
A Book Review By Sally Holland Ron Ruelle is creative and edgy and somewhat quirky. Like most artistic people he sometimes crosses a line into an area of humor that is a little uncomfortable for me. Yet, I’m enticed by his most recent invitation to step into the socially unacceptable world of his new … More Awful Activities and Where to Find Them
By Sally Holland I have a bad case of Fake Spring Affliction. When temperatures rise to the upper 60s in the middle of winter it leads to a compulsion to cook on the grill or wash the car or mow the grass or throw a Frisbee or really do anything outside. For me, it manifests … More Fake Spring
By Sally Holland A frog and a bird watched a butterfly as she went from flower to flower in search of a bit of nectar. The frog sat in the mud beside the pond. The bird stood on a stick that sat on top of the mud. The bird kept an eye out for small … More The Orange Ones
Berthe Morisot had only a few more hours left if she were going to finish her painting before the deadline for the Salon of 1870.
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By Sally Holland This story is fiction. A clean windshield, light traffic and reflective sunglasses all meant that Russell was having an easy day. He felt so relaxed that he considered rolling down his window, finding his Eagles playlist and turning up the volume. Take it Easy. The song fit his … More Saved by a Sombrero
By Sally Holland Back when I was younger and had more romantic ideas about love, I believed that when lovers were apart and they looked at the same star at the same time, they would feel the passion of the other. Even for lovers who had yet to find each other, the connection of that … More Stars and Aleppo
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