by Terra Osterling | Sep 1, 2013 | Poetry
Dearest sun: Your hue has softened — The color of organic egg yolks, Dipping below the tree line, Hushing evening earlier each day. Dearest crickets: You chirp for your next mate, saying, “Hey girl, come find your summer love!” But your abundant song, for me, is...
by Terra Osterling | Aug 25, 2013 | Summer Classics
Where I grew up, on the west side of Rochester, NY, was a suburban mecca of new homes built during the 1960s and 1970s on expanses of former farm land. All the homes are split levels, colonials, and raised ranches. The new homeowners of that era (my parents’...
by Terra Osterling | Aug 18, 2013 | How I got "here", Outside my comfort zone, Summer Classics
It’s been a couple of years since I’ve been to the amusement park, and I’ve never been with The Husband. Amusement park rides and crowds are on his list of things to avoid whenever possible, so I’ve always gone with a friend or tagged along with my sister and the...
by Terra Osterling | Aug 11, 2013 | Experiences, How I got "here", Outside my comfort zone, Summer Classics
Street festivals, carnivals, outdoor free concerts, parades, beaches, races… summer draws a crowd. Big crowds. We put on our sunglasses then head over to the nearest weekend attraction. We circle the parking area, then wait for the shuttle bus. Then we wait in line...
by Terra Osterling | Aug 4, 2013 | Experiences, How I got "here", Summer Classics
It’s Saturday morning and the air is a perfect 75 degrees with a light breeze and puffy clouds. No social commitments on the calendar, no pressing chores…what to do? The day is a blank slate, and I feel a tug to get out of the house. The feeling is wanderlust, so we...
