Dara S.

“It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost

“If you want, Deb, I will be your shore. I will be worn away. Gladly. And everything you take from me will be my blessing. Oh, I have missed you! And now every mile we walk out to the jetty and back, out to the point, out to that abandoned bench in Rockport where the slats are falling off, the rusting railing, the crumbling granite seawall (myself) while you wash me over again and again--will be my blessing. My blessing. My blessing. I am awake now. I cannot fly. Not in this world. I cannot fly. I can endure for a while if you are with me.”
― Joe Blair, By the Iowa Sea: A Memoir

“Cats, as any rational person knows, are solitary, opportunistic, ambush predators, much like spiders, but with fewer legs and a better fan club.”
― Jonathan L. Howard, The Fear Institute

“Passing sandbags is a personal thing. You're face-to-face with the person passing you the bag, as well as the person to whom you pass the bag. The line may be three hundred feet long. But it's not long for each individual. It's an intimate thing. A three-person activity. You take. You turn. You give. There is no doubt it's personal. And you get to know people. Not through conversation. But by the way they hand you the bag. The way they work. On some levels, it's a better relationship than any other I've had. There's no second-guessing. No petty games. The person receiving the bag doesn't need to ask you to receive it and the person giving you the bag doesn't expect anything in return...”
― Joe Blair, By the Iowa Sea: A Memoir