Author: chrisgough7641

I added another post to Free Write Friday. I really enjoy writing these! I have been using my "seeds" from the tin can and it will be a sad day when it is empty. Happy Reading.

If I had a space that felt like home, there would be a mess throughout the house that says, “someone lives here”.  The space would also have a warm and cozy feeling no matter what time of the day or year.  My home would have soup on the stove simmering all day long teasing us… Continue reading If I Had a Space That Felt Like Home

Ok, back at a Draft and Craft we all were asked to write down on small slips of papers writing prompts.  After we all wrote perhaps a little sentence or possibly the beginning line to a favorite poem…whatever, we placed all the slips of paper into a “hat”.  The hat was passed around and we… Continue reading Part of Me….

Just a little something for Free Write Friday. It feels good to be back writing for the fun of it! Some random thoughts that needed a space. Head over to see it, thanks.

People have asked me many times, “Why would you ever leave Wyoming to move here?”   I half joke when I give my usual answer, “Because, when I send my kids outside to play, I know nothing is going to come and eat them.”   After living the first thirty years of my life in Michigan,… Continue reading Rooted

Recently a friend was visiting our farm.  She lives in the city.  While sitting on our front porch she made the comment, more to herself than me, “It is so quiet here.” I was out walking early this morning as the day was cresting over the hills.  I love my early morning walks; the time… Continue reading Quiet Mornings

I just put something I thought was fun on my Free Write Friday. I was shocked to see I haven't posted on that for some time. I have been busy writing for a few other ventures and of course Claire & Lizzie...Thanks Molly and Mom, my two biggest fans, for you comments. I am a… Continue reading Take a Look…

This was a little thing I worked on on our last Draft & Craft for the season. So sad. This is a really great group of people and I have enjoyed the last eight months writing with them. When I Was Fifty When I was fifty….I wanted to look like I did when I was… Continue reading When I was Fifty

Last night at my Draft & Craft we worked with poetry.  I will not lie, I do not consider myself a poet.  The last time I wrote a poem was in high school during my, angry teen gonna write a rock album phase.  I really feel poets are the best of the best with words. … Continue reading Poetry