@ginnyannette

“The deer died of strangulation.” It’s a weird statement to hear first thing in the morning. Life is weird though. <div class=pull-right> ![1000045923.jpg](https://images.hive.…

We were starting to see billboards that read *Airboats and Alligators!* and a line from *The Sound of Music* kept running through my head. *These are a few of my favorite things…* …

The ocean was angry, but probably not at the people standing in the parking lot in front of it with large signs. They said something about the Bible, but I didn’t look any closer b…

All was entirely too quiet out there in the darkness. There was an odd smell in the air, sort of like how Sprite tastes, but combined with smoke. If it were possible to burn a soda…

Getting up at dawn on a Saturday morning to go hunt for parking is not one of my favorite things to do, but it has become a tradition that belongs to the beginning of December, and…

“I love you!” a five-year-old boy sitting on the bench dressed in full karate uniform shouted out to his friend. His father’s forehead wrinkled up. “You don’t say ‘I love you’ to p…

Birds were singing, and the sound of leaves swishing overhead made it impossible not to imagine yellow sweetgum leaves, and scarlet maples fluttering to the ground just outside the…

*Nothing to worry about,* thought the honey bee, *it’s just a dead human.* He whizzed past my face without a care in the world. The longer I rested there in corpse pose, the mor…

Three thick slices of banana bread went into the bag and off we went, as the sun was already getting too high. We found a nice spot next to some surfers—the heroes of the beach. (T…

Facebook is going the way of the dodo. I can’t complain. I’ve been patiently waiting for the groups that I use on it to find their way to another platform. No such luck so far. And…

I was standing on a chair in my living room holding a long thin branch with a piece of thread dangling off one end, attached to which was a pink stuffed dog. “Ready, set, action!…

*I go out walkin’ after midnight Out in the starlight Just hopin’ you may be Somewhere a walkin’ after midnight Searchin' for me* Patsy Cline songs pop into my head at opportune …

Sometimes there is a magic to car problems, or maybe I am just an optimist. On this particular occasion the magic I am referring to had to do with a screw, rush hour on a busy in…

“Hurry up! You are going to miss your flight!” my son shouted as he took ahold of his sister’s arm and pulled her onward. Their outlines as they raced down the driveway were two c…

Her long hair hung down around her shoulders like chunks of brown seaweed all dry and tangled on the beach. Her dark tanned face had a distant look of youth to it. That tan had car…

It is easy to sneak up on her now. You can walk all the way up onto the porch and rock the old rockers and tap around on the wooden planks that clunk underneath boots, but she does…

“My aren’t you exciting, Kansas. Just get a look at those…hay bales.” ![20221121_223911.jpg](https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/ginnyannette/EqqvPvWoyfr2U5v63tXDiwkcBpxLsyn…

You know how in cartoons the greedy characters will have dollar signs appear in their pupils? Or when someone is really angry we say that the person is seeing red? For some reason …

“My hands are sweating. Keep talking,” my husband said. We were driving on a road that was on a scraggly strip of very tall rock. It was a narrow strip, like this particular bit …

“Yo!” My husband yelled through the open windows of the van as we approached the only parking spot anywhere nearby, and a tiny one at that. The man standing next to the open driver…