Well, we are done! Sunday was the Graduation for the 2011 Class of Master's Commission Remix at Harvest Time. It's been a long nine ...

Always near me, Waiting patiently, You watch with Pained eyes as I wander on, Never looking back, Never noticing. Your very blood paved The ...

I purposely avoided posting anything on Facebook or Twitter--or here--yesterday. I didn't want to add my voice to the clamor of Valenti...

The first snow always Makes me homesick. Homesick--not for home and family, But for six and my new, blue sled. Bright blue it was-- And were...

Bow Spin Turn One by one, We take our places, Twirling and bending, Dancing around the room, Safe behind our masks. Dip Reach Step Midnight ...

--Part 1-- The sun was just setting as the small pickup slowly turned down the packed dirt street. A single, bald ligtbulb suspended above b...

Periodically, I will be posting stories that I have written. The Rose and the Oak Tree by Kari Yerton Deep in the garden, in a hidden, out-o...