by Darin Lowery
I loved the house- the kitchen ceilings were ten feet high, some of the floors honey-colored oak, and I knew I could hang an old fashioned, latticed porch on the front with no problem. With a perfect view of the Pinals and a breeze which carried a faint scent of pine I knew I’d found the perfect house for me. … Continue Reading
by Darin Lowery
A few days after Thanksgiving, my Mom would send us down to the basement for her boxes of Holiday decorations. Some of these trinkets were homemade (this being the 1960’s) when families still did things like that- craft paper angels, popsicle stick snack bowls and garlands of cranberries and popcorn. Most of the ornaments were store-bought, however, having been purchased over the years at dime stores such as Ben Franklin and Woolworth’s. One box in particular held the older, fragile items: thin glass confections in the shapes of fat snowmen, elegant pagodas and golden bugles. This box was of course my favorite. … Continue Reading
by Darin Lowery
There was a time in the not-so-distant past when families sat down together for a meal each night. A time when dinner table conversation wasn’t interrupted by the bleat of cellphones and the blare of TV reality shows. Everyone present discussed their day and, in my parent’s home, we listened to my Father’s abstract jokes and laughed politely.
While I have no children, I do have two dogs. At nine o’clock each night I sit down at my vintage chrome kitchen table and eat. My dogs enjoy sitting with me and while they can’t talk about their day, they seem to be very interested on what’s on my plate. Or perhaps it’s simply the colorful dinnerware. … Continue Reading
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