Tag Archives: Ted Strutz
The Sound
As a child, she walked the shoreline, listening to waves lap against rocks as she stooped to study tiny tide pool worlds that breathed in and out with the waves. As a teen, she sailed the inlet, departing the harbor … Continue reading
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Tagged Friday Fictioneers, Puget Sound, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, sailing, Ted Strutz
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A Dance of Lights
Last night, I read a Native American myth about the Northern Lights—that they are spirits of departed friends, dancing in the sky, and colors sashaying over the landscape mean loved ones who’ve left this world are happy. Three years after … Continue reading
Posted in fictioneers, nostalgia
Tagged Northern Lights, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, Ted Strutz
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The Happiness Machine
~~~~~HAPPY NEW YEAR!~~~~~ As we approach the close of 2017, I wish you much happiness in the New Year. Here’s a tiny story to close this year and open the new one. 🙂 The Happiness Machine “Prove it,” I said, … Continue reading
