All posts by Robin

Originally from little Woodstock, Virginia, I’ve led a nomadic life-style that’s taken me on a great big circular ride around the globe. From the Shenandoah Valley to Las Vegas, visits to Europe, the Caribbean and across the United States; only to end up here again at my childhood home, almost fifty years later. I began sharing my written stories with my friends and family after the death of my very best friend. There are some stories that I can’t tell yet because the characters are still living. But with his passing, he became fair game. And from that, came me sharing a lot more of myself. Heck, people seem to enjoy reading my ramblings. I hope that you will also.

Just Walking the Dog

Last summer, the neighbor people asked me to walk their dog while they were away for a long, three-day weekend.  The only time that I had ever seen the little furbag yappy dog was when I was going to fetch my morning’s newspaper and she’d try to disprove Darwin’s Theory of Evolution, where-in the larger, smarter species would squash the crap out of the one-pound, little furry annoying rodent-like animal. Continue reading Just Walking the Dog

Christmas Music In May

You probably don’t know Alberta or Craig or Gerald or my cousin Patty,  or any of the other voices heard in this month’s installment of Christmas Music all year-long.  If one were singing in the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, your voice may be masked over by the vast numbers of fellow choir members.  But not in your typical small town church. Continue reading Christmas Music In May

Yellow Jackets and Public Nudity- Dumb Things That Men Do, Explained in 519 Words or Less

My Mom and her hubby had bought a mountainside villa near Bryce Resort as a retirement home. I was doing nothing important at the time, as is usual, so I offered to live-in and fix-up the home before their scheduled move-in date later in the year. Continue reading Yellow Jackets and Public Nudity- Dumb Things That Men Do, Explained in 519 Words or Less