by Carol Jane Morrison | May 14, 2024 | Essays, The Biblio File
The last couple of months have been tough, as Ed and I are both dealing with illnesses and are sick and tired of being sick and tired. It’s taken some doings to stay on track and not get whacked out scared nor awash in self-pity as we navigate the infuriatingly slow...
by Carol Jane Morrison | Feb 28, 2024 | Essays, The Biblio File
Wait for the Wagon One of my most vivid memories is when I was six, and Miss Wait, my first-grade teacher, stood at the front of our class in her prim, beige shirtwaist dress and smooth, dark hair and told us to write our names on the lined notebook paper on our...
by Carol Jane Morrison | Nov 9, 2023 | Essays, The Biblio File
Upping My AQ When Ed and I first saw the house we’d eventually buy, a two-story grey house smack dab on the Middle Fork of the Snoqualmie River, I looked over the back fence, where the river gleamed as it rushed by, framed by cedars, Douglas firs, cottonwoods, alders,...
by Carol Jane Morrison | Aug 28, 2023 | Essays, The Biblio File
A NEW SONG Change that involves leaving people and places I’m attached to, has always been, for me, a stressful mixture of sadness and untethered anxiety. Ed and I recently left the church that’s been a major part of our lives for seven years, and though I don’t...
by Carol Jane Morrison | Jul 14, 2022 | Essays, The Biblio File
CATCHING UP A couple of months ago, after telling Ed I feared I’d taken on too much volunteer work, I watched myself, as if I were a character in a movie, pick up my phone and begin organizing a fundraiser for Ukraine at my church. For the next six weeks, I spent...
by Carol Jane Morrison | Mar 2, 2022 | Essays, The Biblio File
THE GALAXY SONG I still get tickled that I chose Monty Python’s Galaxy Song to perform at my voice teacher’s online Christmas recital. I don’t know what drew me to it, as I hadn’t heard it in ages. But I listened to several arrangements and was particularly drawn to...
