Schemes, Dreams, and Some Thoughts on Poetry

Hilary Holladay 7/2/17 Hilary Holladay 7/2/17

Happiness

It is the middle of summer, the heart of the watermelon, and I'm sitting on a patio looking out at hills and cypress trees and listening to people splashing in a pool I'll swim in later on.

The Road to the Dump: A Love Story

To get to the county dump, I take Mount Sharon Road. It’s a quiet country lane lined with farmland and mountain views. In the late afternoon, the light is fantastic.