Questions From Deep in the Heart of Texas
By Anna Mitchael
When people refer to the good ol’ days, surely they aren’t talking about the 1990s.
I went to high school in a very small town
My grandmother was masterful at arrivals.
About this time last year, I went out looking for bluebonnets.
A few weeks ago, in those days when the weather was moving between San Diego gorgeous and Iceland
When my mother's mother was alive, I called her Granny.
My younger son asked me the other day
I’m picturing the turkey that will be in the oven for what seems like a century.
As I recall, it was the only thing in the world as reliable as weeknight “Jeopardy.”
It will never stop.
When my oldest son was about 3 we spent a lot of time at the zoo.
We’re getting into that season in Texas when rain clouds are hard to spot
Yesterday morning my son came down the stairs – slowly, steps uneven
The diet was centered around broccoli