"On our block, an adorable coffee shop called Fig's charged $15 for a coffee and a muffin because, a hand-lettered sign said, the coffee was apparently grown by a woman named Ana in Peru as a part of a woman's collective and the muffin was vegan and made with organic lemons, chia seeds, and the… Continue reading The Meaning of Death
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I Forgot (Flash Fiction)
Tucked away in a corner of my brain, I have a very organized list of things that need to be done. But I neglected to write it down. Replacing the storm-torn shingle on the western slope of the roof would have been on that list, had I been so diligent. When I walked in the… Continue reading I Forgot (Flash Fiction)
What’s Next?
With 7 days to spare, I am proud to say that I finished my self-imposed challenge of baking the alphabet. I'd initially planned to complete the bakes within a year's time, but kind of lost sight of the specifics as the weeks passed by. Vacations, holidays, work...all kinds of things tried to get in the… Continue reading What’s Next?
Hillary Danaher 