By: Jennifer Richardson Holt She was already an older lady when I was young. Since that has been a while back, if I had to wager a guess, there is a good chance she may be walking streets of gold these days. At the very least, I know she doesn’t live where she did then.Continue reading “And Yet the House Still Stands 8/23/2026”
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The Pace Between Here and There 7/26/2026
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I do many things entirely too quickly. I suppose the first that comes to mind would probably be driving. And there is no need to lecture. Yes, I know I should follow traffic regulations and drive the speed limit. I do try, honestly. Often my efforts are strongest when I seeContinue reading “The Pace Between Here and There 7/26/2026”
Life, As It Does 3/29/2026
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I actually went to bed last night with a mission. I knew my plans for the next day—everything I had to accomplish—and I nestled into bed with a checklist in my head and a neat outline of how it would all go. I was going to be productive, get done whatContinue reading “Life, As It Does 3/29/2026”
Small Victories Against My Better Judgement 1/4/2026
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I’ll admit it: productivity is not always my strong suit. That sounds worse than it is, so perhaps I should explain. When I have a job to do, I get it done. If there are things that truly need accomplishing, they will, in fact, be accomplished. The trouble is that IContinue reading “Small Victories Against My Better Judgement 1/4/2026”
More Than Enough: The Measure of a Man 6/22/2025
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I’m sitting here in the early morning hours, listening to the cicadas sing their unnecessarily loud song. They’ve thrown caution to the wind and are belting out, at full volume, the tones that herald oppressive humidity and afternoon thunderstorms. And as I listen, I’m struck by the fact that I’m notContinue reading “More Than Enough: The Measure of a Man 6/22/2025”
A Rare Day 1/12/2025
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt Today is not your average day in most senses of the word. As I write this I am snuggled on my couch with a cup of coffee and a snoozing dog next to my leg. We are both tucked under a warm blanket. She stirs and gives a dramatic sigh fromContinue reading “A Rare Day 1/12/2025”
Strange Days and Lost Time 12/29/2024
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt The days after Christmas are always difficult for me. Not only am I in a stupor of all the glorious carbs and calories of the holiday season and its respectably festive gluttony, but not having to go regularly to work makes me fully unaware of what day it is. If IContinue reading “Strange Days and Lost Time 12/29/2024”
Prose and Possibilities 