My husband used to leave me a lot of notes. Sometimes they were long notes, rambling thoughts covering both sides of a page. Sometimes they were just a few lines on a piece of scrap paper. Either way, I loved seeing them. Sometimes it was even poetry, and those were my favorite of all. Days … Continue reading Days of Gray
Back in March of 2010 I woke up after a morning dream and quickly jotted these words down before they faded completely from my mind. This was written more than three years before we even thought to move south... to North Carolina. "Driving west instead of east two known strangers in the car familiar as … Continue reading Altered States of Carolina
Tracy Petry 