A Writer's 21st Century Memoir.

Posts tagged ‘summer’

clouds sunset and crops in the country

Dirty Windshields

Dirty windshields embodied the time filled with memories where I had moments to look at the dancing parade of magnificent colors painted onto the sky behind the setting sun.

Writing about summer.

The Breath of Summer

A familiar scent of dust covered asphalt gently baking like a sheet of homemade cookies in an oven brushed by me as I began to exhale. The whiff of dense hot air transported me back in time, and prompted me to think carefully about the summers yet to come.