by Barbara Clarke | December 15, 2021
“Wouldn’t you like a new one, Mom?” Her dull wedding ring reminded me of the metal band on the leg of the fresh turkey in a box outside on the porch waiting to become our Christmas dinner. “Mine’s just fine,” she said, twisting it around her finger as we passed... 
by Barbara Clarke | December 1, 2021
My daughter, Cara, and I live in a large, older apartment complex in the Pacific Northwest with the standard amenities. Our favorite is the swimming pool, but as we like to think of it—where the mallards hang out after the summer season. Our apartment is on the second...