Category: Memoirs

2017 in Glover Gardens: Looking Back to Look Ahead

2017 in Glover Gardens: Looking Back to Look Ahead

It seems like yesterday that I was creating this post, Happy New Year! and looking ahead to 2017, and now here we are again, at the brink of yet another new year. I look forward to sharing and connecting with you all in 2018 via the […]

Haiku: Days Gone By

Haiku: Days Gone By

A haiku for yesterdays, with images from the enigmatic Bolivar Peninsula of my childhood.

We Call Them “Mema Rolls,” She Called Them “Refrigerator Rolls” – Call My Grandmother’s Delicious Yeast Rolls Anything You Want, but Don’t Call Me Late for Dinner if You’re Serving Them

We Call Them “Mema Rolls,” She Called Them “Refrigerator Rolls” – Call My Grandmother’s Delicious Yeast Rolls Anything You Want, but Don’t Call Me Late for Dinner if You’re Serving Them

My grandmother “Mema” fed us in classic grandmotherly style: something was always just out of the oven, just for you. Here’s her legendary yeast roll recipe.

Three Haiku from a Day at the Beach, Remembering Dad

Three Haiku from a Day at the Beach, Remembering Dad

Thanksgiving weekend, eight of us family members spanning three generations packed into my Honda Pilot and headed down to the Bolivar Peninsula where I grew up.  We were on a mission to visit Dad’s favorite restaurant down there, and remember him. It was a perfect […]

Looking Back and Finding Joy: Happy 51st, Dear Brother

Looking Back and Finding Joy: Happy 51st, Dear Brother

50-year old photographs celebrate the birthday and memory of one who left us too soon: Steven Thomas Harvell.

Water, Wind and Land: Metaphors for a Geophysicist (remembrance for Grandpa on his 98th birthday)

Water, Wind and Land: Metaphors for a Geophysicist (remembrance for Grandpa on his 98th birthday)

Reconstructing Grandpa in the museum of my heart – a poem in memory of an amazing man, Thomas Carlyle Holt.

My Brother’s Suicide: Out of the Darkness and Into the Light

My Brother’s Suicide: Out of the Darkness and Into the Light

I have never said this in a public forum: my brother’s untimely death four years ago was a suicide. Hear my plea: if you’re hurting, please tell someone.

Dad’s Pictures: Happy Birthday to Me

Dad’s Pictures: Happy Birthday to Me

A treasure trove of family photos includes some from my 6th birthday.

Labor Day: Cherries and Empathy at the Beach

Labor Day: Cherries and Empathy at the Beach

Labor Day weekend of 2000 was the last time I saw my Mom; we shared cherries and empathy at the beach house on the Bolivar Peninsula.

Two “First Day of School” Stories

Two “First Day of School” Stories

Two little stories about the first day of school range from joy to violent despair.

Awesome Support After a Loss

Awesome Support After a Loss

When you lose someone you love, you go through changes that you cannot control. Some part of you goes away for a while, trying to process it.  Some other part tries to maintain the status quo, to “be strong”.  You hold some of yourself in […]

memory-honey (another poem for Dad)

memory-honey (another poem for Dad)

A little bee poem from a grieving and grateful daughter about making Dad-memories into honey.

ten times forever (haiku for Dad)

ten times forever (haiku for Dad)

Haiku for Dad from a grieving and grateful daughter.

Mourning the Loss of My Father and Muse

Mourning the Loss of My Father and Muse

Glover Gardens mourns the loss of patriarch and muse Frank Harvell and shares his obituary.

Fondue Stories for You!

An article by Peggy Trowbridge Filippone posted on The Spruce From the Swiss Alps to American suburbs, fondue proves it’s always hip to dip Fondue headlined suburban American theme parties in the 1960s, then pretty quickly fell out of favor, as fads so often do. […]

my days by the water

my days by the water

This rough little poem came spilling out of me as I thought of those halcyon sand-ridden childhood days and so many memories flooded in. Everything seemed so safe, so permanent, so lively-lovely in our tiny town of 600, Gilchrist, Texas.


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