Author Archives: k2king

Beginning How did it start? A look, a smile, a dance which turned into years, and kids and dogs, a house and clinging to one another through milestones, heart breaks, deaths, and celebrations that we marked together. Ending We look … Continue reading →

Until Next Time Paris A bientôt Paris Remember how we stopped for a café and croissants–– the steam rising from our cups and the butter and jam melting into the thousand crispy layers? We unwrapped our scarves and warmed our … Continue reading →

One Afternoon The rabbit family scampered out of the nest and into the boxwoods. Quivering, they hid until one hopped out to the waiting dog’s mouth. In two bites, it was gone. The second one followed, but I tried to … Continue reading →

Spring The end of winter beckons with the smell of hyacinths and lilacs­­–– fragrant breezes pull us outdoors to turn our pale faces to the sun. The days stretch and shadows lengthen, while we measure  our own shortening days.

The Birch Tree When they planted me, there were three little girls and a dog who played in the yard. The grass had dandelions and the girls made necklaces or held it under their chins, and I watched from the … Continue reading →

Dear Deer Please stay away from my hostas, azaleas, and daylilies. You munch and crunch the flowers. I see you when I’m in the kitchen mixing flours. Your nimble feet leap­­­––– such a feat to jump in and out of … Continue reading →

Gaming I guess insurance companies try to figure out the maximum years that you will live based on your lifestyle, your job, your health, and your chance of getting run over by a tractor trailer or falling off a roof, … Continue reading →

Heart of the Home is the dog that greets the day, and you, with a howl and a lick with that rough tongue––there’s soft fur underfoot near a toy or bone that you will miss stepping on.

Nineteen Seventy Lesson We promised to save you from our pollution, toxins, and fossil fuels, but we stayed greedy and you are warming and warning us with floods,  drought, and hurricanes. It won’t stop because we cannot stop,  so we … Continue reading →

Reality I dreamed of castles and knights in white armor, read stories of kings and evil queens who ruled fantasy kingdoms with battles and truces for the hand of a princess. In real life, a home filled with children and … Continue reading →