The Queen’s Forest Crone

I no longer steal photos, but I can’t help myself with this one. I have tried and tied to find the original photographer but to no avail. I found it as a Facebook meme.

Once upon a time in the Queen’s Forest, a wise woman lived in a rather large cottage.  In the nearby village, the more ignorant of them called her a witch and wanted her banished.  Others sought her out for her wisdom and healing abilities.  And then there were the children who scared one another by whispering about her craggy face, wrinkled hands, and wild hair.

Her name was Anne which is a rather uninspiring name for a wise woman (or witch dependent on your point of view.)  The villagers called her “The Queen’s Forest Crone.”

Anne spent her days foraging, gardening, preparing potions, and cooking. She loved to cook.  The alchemy of breadmaking still enchanted her after all these years.  Occasionally, a villager would arrive in need of one thing or another. 

Over the years, she learned that mostly they needed a sympathetic ear.  Often, her potions were of no real use to the malady at hand.  In those cases, she gave them fresh baked bread and honey from the hive in the Twin Tree. 

The great tree grew a short distance from Anne’s cottage.  Like Anne, it was gnarled and sometimes ugly but possessed of a great spirit.  From the trunk of the old tree, a branch extended that formed another tree growing perpendicular in the air to the old one.  Not really a twin, the younger tree was still in it’s prime.  A woodsman had tried to cut it down, but her roots screamed in agony until the spirit of the old tree took hold to rescue her.

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The Sidetracked Sisters Podcast: Creativity and Writing

On July 4th shortly before 4 pm, I was outside and got caught in a downpour. Soaked to the skin, I did not have time to dry my hair or fix my makeup before what I thought was a 4 pm video interview. I am so thankful for that misunderstanding. I looked like a drowned diva.

Lisa of The Sidetracked Sisters made me sound good! It was a fun interview and I’m glad they chose me. You can listen here.

Discovering an old new friend

Memoirist Matthew Douglas Perry

I am a military brat. My dad was a career Marine Captain during the Vietnam era, and I grew up in military culture.

Reading Perry’s memoir of his father, the Master Sergeant, was both like finding a new friend and discovering an old one. The book’s title is You Are So Far Behind, You Think You Are In Front which is one of the Master Sergeant’s many sayings. The Master Sergeant served in the Army. Though of different ranks and different branches, the Master Sergeant reminds me of my dad in some respects–primarily in the sense of duty they both felt to their country and their refusal to tolerate nonsense.

Perry’s memoir of his father provokes both laughter and tears as many military stories do if told well.

Perry has brought his father back to life on these pages and oh how I wish I had had the opportunity to meet the Master Sergeant. Matthew Perry tells his father’s story very well.

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