Small Stone # 25

Sister and brother-in-law
came for the weekend.
Long conversations over
dinner, sipping tea, laughing.
She is lovingly called
Aunt Birdie by my daughter.
She loves bird watching as
do I.  We hope to see some
nature this weekend.
Kayaking is in the picture
for Sunday…a good day
for sighting alligators, birds
and manatees in the river.
Small Stone # 25 for Writing Our Way Home for the Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stone # 24

Went to Orlando today
to see Mom and a sister.
We had lunch and then
Mom and I went
shopping.  She ended
up having to wait in
a chair while I
scouted around
getting the things
she wanted.
Her back and sciatica
kicked up and she
couldn’t shop.
I was glad I could
help her…it was a good day.

Mindful Writing Challenge Day 24 for Writing Our Way Home:

Small Stone # 23

Laundry today,
Mira’s and mine.
Folding tiny onesies,
bibs and blankets,
bring a warmth inside
thinking of her.
Fresh sheets on my bed
Will feel good tonight.

Day 23 of Small Stones for the Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stone # 22

Wind picked up
as the temperatures
dipped.  It was
like a mini
swirling around
the house.
Wind chimes
did not sound
melodic, they
were slamming
and banging
and making a racket!

Small Stone # 22 for the Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stone # 21



Hopeful nation

My entry for the Mindful Writing Challenge Day 21 for the month of January:

Small Stone # 20

I don’t care about
football but I
joined in and
watched one
of the playoff
games tonight.
Not bad…but
still don’t care.

Nope, not a fan but here’s my Small Stone for the Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stones # 18 and # 19

I pass a group of six Sandhill Cranes
standing in the front yard of a
house on my way home from
watching the baby all day.
Majestic, dignified birds,
tall, gray, with long slender necks
and those patches of bright
red feathers on their heads.
I never get tired of seeing these
incredible viewings of nature.

Photo of Sandhill Cranes:  Google Images

Four Red-Bellied Woodpeckers
fly up into a neighbor’s tree,
one makes a swooping flight
into our yard towards the
bird feeder. We see one
visiting the feeder everyday.

Photo of Red-Bellied Woodpecker:  Google Images

My Small Stones for yesterday and today for the Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stone # 17

I reach out to my sister
this morning…stress is
overwhelming her.
I’ve heard the stories
before.  I must use
restraint and not get
caught up in the drama
or I’ll find myself
feeling the way she does.


My entry for the Mindful Writing Challenge through Writing Our Way Home:

Small Stone # 16

Made off today on
a quest for me.
Driving myself
to places afar.
Stretching myself
to take initiative.
Success was had,
I felt accomplished.

Mindful Writing Challenge for the month of January–Small Stones:

Small Stone # 15

We look up as we hear
the hawk as he’s circling overhead.

Another magical being
of nature that we get
to witness.

Following our path onward,
we catch a whiff of the
still-fragrant, discarded Christmas tree…

Day 15 of Writing Our Way Home’s Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stone # 14

Re:  Small Stone # 12
I saw the fox this morning!
Heard a strange barking
and went to investigate
on the screened-in back
porch.  Here he comes,
stage right, trotting
right across the backyard.
Full view of pointy,
black ears, red-bushed,
black tipped tail standing
straight out from a
lean, delicate body.
Black legs, black nose,
quick, sharp, dark eyes.
Head makes one quick
dip to sniff the ground
as you continue your
pointed path across the lawn.
You’re magical…thank you!

Photo of Red Fox:  Google Images

Small Stone # 14 for the Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stone # 13

Baby girl # 2
was born today.
I reflect on her
home birth those
many years ago.
A special day,
an incredible girl.
Filled with
gratitude for
the beauty that
is Mahan Lakshmi.

Small Stone Day 13 for the Mindful Writing Challenge at Writing Our Way Home:

Small Stone # 12

I keep looking out
the kitchen window
hoping to catch
sight of the fox
that my daughter
has seen twice
in the wooded
lot next door.
Bobcats live out
here too…would
love to see one
of those.

Doesn’t happen today though.

Today’s entry for Small Stones on the Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stone # 11

A moment of
detached clarity.
A perspective of
universal magnitude.
Gosh, that felt good!

Small Stone # 11 for today’s Mindful Writing Challenge at Writing Our Way Home:

Small Stone # 10

Leaden heart
Tightness in throat
Grief still with me
We need to talk

Day ten of Small Stones for Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stone # 9

Playing Words With Friends,

I’m distracted by an ad

from One Kings  Lane.

What a beautiful

eyelet cashmere scarf!

Instead of playing

a game, I’m now

“window shopping.”










oooh, what a pretty

crocheted number,

a nice gift for a sister…

quickly rejected:

Dry Clean Only

and Final Sale,

No Returns.

Back to my game.

Small Stone for the 9th day of the Mindful Writing Challenge at Writing Our Way Home:

Small Stone # 8

As I held you this
afternoon, I told
you I knew how
sleepy you were
and it was ok
to let your heavy
eyes close and that
you could even
snore if you wanted to.
I said that kitties
snore and dogs,
people and pigs
maybe even birds.
I demonstrated
quiet snoring and
you smiled big.
You studied my
face as I continued
to quietly talk to you
about sleeping.
Soon, you were.

(An encounter this afternoon with my four month old granddaughter Mira).


My small stone for the Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stone #7

trio of
small vased
flowers wilted,
dropping petals

grab the
cutting shears
and head outside

a snip of one
lanky, red rose,
two tiny
pink roses
and one
tip of the
pale pink
and we have
three fresh, tiny
bouquets to
on the small
marble table

my day feels
brighter already

Small Stone #7 for Writing Our Way Home’s Mindful Writing Challenge:

Small Stone # 6

Hearing is failing.
I couldn’t hear her.
Mortified, embarrassed
ashamed, feeling
deeply separate;
hot tears fell
as I shared
with a friend.

I’m projecting fear…

Small Stone # 6 for our Mindful Writing Challenge at Writing Our Way Home:

Small Stone # 5

sitting here in my room
talking to Mom on the phone
out one window is blue
the other dark gray
even the sky can’t make up its mind

Day five of the Mindful Writing Challenge of Small Stones:


no, really, I’ve tried,
nothing appeared,
my brain feels dry,
a bit dusty inside
not even a small
stone can rattle out

nothing of nature,
nothing with wings,
nothing flowering,
nothing that sings,

no laughter,
or cheer,
happened to me

but one thing did
but I can’t tell you
yet…it’s a secret
…you’ll have to wait

My day four entry to Mindful Writing Challenge:

Also for G-Man’s Flash Friday 55:


Floodlight flashing
on all night;
the thing’s gone haywire,
there’s nothing there.

Day three of my small stone entry for Mindful Writing Challenge:


mangled • fencing

Mangled Fencing; Flickr License Creative Commons Non-commercial

asked by a friend to write an elegy
for her niece killed in a
New Year’s Day car crash,
my eyes fill with tears

thinking of my elderly mother

My small stone for Writing Our Way Home’s Mindful Writing Challenge:

Discarded Paper

shopping done
we’re back home
the cat nests
in a pile of discarded paper

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