
A mild winter’s night walk makes me grateful for my lungs. – Ash
"A collection of my thoughts, feelings, and emotions, to the world around me"

Change must be a want, or it’ll always remain a won’t. – Ash

Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I discuss being finally back behind the microphone and continuing the conversation. No rhyme or reason for my sabbatical, just an abandoned podcast and zero excuses. I talk about where I have been and what I have been up to as a writer and some friendly banter. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
Enjoy!!

Ah, Christmas spirits. Not those three ghosts that visit if you forget the true meaning of Christmas. No, these spirits are the alcoholic drinks we share with friends, family, and strangers during the celebrations of the holiday season. This is time of year that brings annual opportunities to take part in a festive spirit or two, or three, or maybe four, or…
By the way, I use the word spirits loosely to encompass all things drinky-drinky during December Yuletide. That also includes non-alcoholic spirits. Because you don’t need alcohol to enjoy the “spirit” of the moment. Good times being had at restaurants, pubs, bars, house parties, office parties, all over the place. Immersed in awesome atmospheres wrapped full of special cheer and merry wishes. Who’s round is it?

Ah…the office Secret Santa. An annual festive get-together with your fellow coworkers. The people you spend a big portion of your daily life with. A second family, some would say. It’s a chance to enjoy a holiday break with that family, away from the weekly grind, and to take part in a little giving and receiving. I’ve been a part of a bunch of Secret Santas in my day. Most if not all of my former places of employment have practised the tradition and it’s no different at my current job. My law firm partakes as well. Each time, a fun experience. This year’s Secret Santa email dropped in my inbox last week. I picked my person to buy for yesterday. It was my first sign of Santa’s coming.
Continue reading “Post of Christmas Past # 8 – The Office Secret Santa”
smell of evergreen
in a November forest
can take you back home

I realized on a walk today that if you stare at fallen leaves long enough they come alive again. – Ash

When you exploit all the good things life gives you, it doesn’t leave mushroom for the bad things. – Ash

night comes earlier
snot runs down my nose as quick
streetlights guide me home

Thank you, reader. Thanks to every last one of you for being a follower of Earth to Ash. And to the digital passerby who for some reason found your screen with this small piece of the internet flAshing back at you…thank you, too. I don’t do these sorts of posts enough, I admit. Forgive me. But with this weekend being Thanksgiving weekend. It’s the perfect chance to acknowledge how grateful I am. For you. I would be a silent soul, lost for words. Your loyalty means everything.
Continue reading “Journal Entry # 245 – I’ll Just Leaf This Here”