Month: March 2015

500!

  Wahaaaay! I can’t believe it either, really – just reached a BIG milestone here at Mother Hen Diaries – 500 whole followers! Some of them are ACTUALLY people and all, which is completely amazing. Thank you, thank you, thank you all for coming along for this crazy […]

The End

Dawn is green pasture Wet with dew, Clover and stolen strawberries. The joy of survival. The silent warmth of companionship. A blast, A flash, A crash through the wood. Darkness is claiming Both grass and blood. The black, glassy eye Unsees the sky. Mother Hen (Writing Prompt: END, part […]

Pillow Talk VI

Having thrown open the bedroom window onto a wet, blustery morning, I lay myself across the top of the covers and try unsuccessfully to return to the land of Nod. I reject a full 20 positions in an effort to escape my internal combustion, but eventually come to […]

Paved With Good Intentions

So there I was, standing outside HH’s locked car, parked in front of our local OneStop, contemplataing a three mile walk home. In the rain. Uphill. Both Ways. “Well, self,” I said, “once again we can thank your good intentions for this fine mess…” It all started a couple […]

The Un-Named Band

You know, just when I think my life can’t get any more strange or random, it does. Some of you long-time readers may recall my many attempts to charm HH into getting pretty much anything I want (within reason) so long as it involves the grandchildren from a […]