Category Archives: dreams

The Alone Girl dared to dream…

Posted on August 1, 2021 by thequarryschild

The dream wouldn’t leave her alone. Every night it came and every morning she woke up in the wrong room. As the youngest family member she was used to receiving the smallest bedroom. That wasn’t the issue. This bedroom was … Continue reading →

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So, here’s the story…

Posted on April 30, 2021 by thequarryschild

I love stories. I love to hear stories and I love to tell stories. Stories were a large part of my teaching style. Students thought I was just using up time but 95% of the time, the stories related to … Continue reading →

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On the other side is both sides?

Posted on December 18, 2020 by thequarryschild

“We chased our pleasures hereDug our treasures thereBut can you still recallThe time we cried? Break on through to the other sideBreak on through to the other side” “Break on Through” by The Doors and Jim Morrison It’s often interesting … Continue reading →

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the pull of the moon…

Posted on September 23, 2020 by thequarryschild

I love to gaze at the moon.  I’m not sure why and I’m not sure what I think about while staring at it.  I just love to see it.  There’s nothing better on a cold, crisp winter evening than to … Continue reading →

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Simpler times…

Posted on July 31, 2020 by thequarryschild

During this era of pandemic illness and isolation we have had a chance to get back to the basics a bit.  We’ve gone out far less, eaten more at home, and families are spending more time together than perhaps they … Continue reading →

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Missing, yet discovering…

Posted on June 13, 2020 by thequarryschild

These past few months have been challenging. That said, I speak those words as a fortunate individual. I’d never been much of a fan of the Governor of New York but he provided stable leadership through the pandemic with his … Continue reading →

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The Alone Girl in summer…

Posted on August 24, 2019 by thequarryschild

A slice of fiction…. Summer is a happy time for many.  It was for the Alone Girl.  The tomboy loved the outdoors and summer meant staying up late, playing outside, bicycling everywhere, swimming, tennis, reading, and, if lucky, a small … Continue reading →

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Red sky at the cabin in my head…

Posted on July 28, 2019 by thequarryschild

The town in which I live is characterized by having many trees, both hardwood and pine.  As a result my previous and current residences lack an expansive view of the sky.  It seems that wherever I’ve lived, I’ve always wanted … Continue reading →

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The Alone Girl, part three

Posted on July 9, 2019 by thequarryschild

A tang filled the air tickling the girl’s nose.  Watery sun filtered through high clouds.  The girl walked on, the scent of burning leaves pleasant on the air.  Garbed in an old sage green wool sweater of her father’s, a … Continue reading →

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Gardening fantasies…

Posted on June 3, 2019 by thequarryschild

I love the thought of gardening.  I love experiencing a beautiful oasis.  I love working the soil with my hands.  My reality…I’m garden poor.  My fantasies are writing checks that my truth can’t cash.  Yes, I live in a condo … Continue reading →

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