I’d written about the Greek and Roman gods before, so I thought while I was in Ireland I would focus on the myths of my Irish ancestors. And yet all I seem to want to write about since I got here in September is where I come from: Texas.
A chubby girl finds meaning in climbing a tree.
I am too pale to be a Summer gal.
It’s that time of year. The temperature doesn’t fall below the mid 80’s, and the buzz of mosquito trucks echoes throughout the neighborhood. Summer has arrived, and with it America’s favorite holiday: The Fourth of July.
A solo trip to the acclaimed horticultural center of Dallas, Texas.