Golden Times, Christmas Day

  A Christmas treasure from my archives – 2012   I wrote this poem, an ACROSTIC POEM, and included it in my Christmas Card in 2012.   Golden Times, Christmas Days   Carried  deeply in the interior of our spirit Holly boughs, suspended  on your kitchen door Red taffeta ribbons, to flutter  in the strong…

Be My Guest, Marilyn Brandt Smith

…When I was putting my book, “Chasing the Green Sun,” together in 2012, I faced lots of choices about how to intermingle my fiction, poetry, and memoir pieces, “What would Margo do?” I dreamed some solutions one night, and guess who was helping me? I’d like to take that dream to one of her dream circles. Better yet, I wish it could come true…

The Connie

the Connie comes alive with the voices and sounds of the local “Crick Culture.” That’s what we call it here. Kayaking begins in earnest in late winter as soon as the ice begins to dissipate. Hearty enthusiasts will continue to ride the rapids through the summer days in into the fall season. The Connie’s whitewater rapids provide the perfect setting for a swift course for kayakers to perfect their skills.