“The Snow Is Also” by David Hoadley

Sarah’s Dad is a renaissance man. He read my little winter poem and responded in the comments:  The Snow Is AlsoThe snow is also blanket to the seed, out of sight but waiting to be born. As is the name upon a stone, no longer close but never far, beneath the snow, in each of us.  I took the liberty of titling it. Goals shortly.I could go on, but I won’t because I’m a little jealous.…


2010: The future is now!

Ah, 2010. A year that should have been filled with jetpacks and robotic butlers, but which will instead be populated with the un- and underemployed and tea baggers. What can you do? I choose to buy records and go dancing. 2009 was not a great year for me. I don’t have very high hopes for 2010, but I do plan on increasing my batting average when it comes to accomplishing goals.…