I have met a tumbleweed. My wife Mary Ann insisted we pick up one from the multitude as we drove through Western Kansas. Our kids were young. We put the god-awful prickly monster in the back of the mid-sized station wagon. We put Tommy in the back yard and watched him roll around for years until his fell apart into the grass. I still miss him.
I am in AWE of this story, Peter. I have to swear to all reading this that I had never heard your story before! Awww Tommy! I am dying to know how you chose that name!
I have met a tumbleweed. My wife Mary Ann insisted we pick up one from the multitude as we drove through Western Kansas. Our kids were young. We put the god-awful prickly monster in the back of the mid-sized station wagon. We put Tommy in the back yard and watched him roll around for years until his fell apart into the grass. I still miss him.
I am in AWE of this story, Peter. I have to swear to all reading this that I had never heard your story before! Awww Tommy! I am dying to know how you chose that name!
It just tumbled out of my mouth, "Tommy Tumbleweed." There was no thought, it emerged organically.😉
Flatten a squirrel, but avoid the tumbleweed! Your poems are life lessons to me, Zed!
These revelations come to me while I am writing the poem... so I guess it's a good thing I write the poems! Thanks Elaine!
A bonus of writing...revelations, truths, surprises!
Love this Elizabeth— and you’re right...tumbleweeds are no joke!
Appreciate the shout out, too! xo
Love your door and your bravery to dive into the project!
Love this one, Zed!
Thanks Erin!
"Tina Tumblin' Turner"! Love it!
I mean... as tough as her!