Echoes © 2000 Tanya Cropper The sound is faint, a soft clicking noise, coming from far away. Sort of like the spike of a high heel tapping a long a stone walk and yet it doesn't progress, it doesn't recede. The sound is a constant, echoing in my ears. I look for … [Read more...] about Echoes
Feeding the local wildlife
I woke up this morning (well okay so technically it was afternoon but whatever) and I wandered down to my office to find that my desk had been invaded by the local wildlife. There was a trail of ants marching too and fro carrying little bits of what appeared to be last … [Read more...] about Feeding the local wildlife
We didn’t get a refund
AKA: My appliances apparently do not understand English. This year we didn't get a refund from Uncle Sam - in fact he nicely requested that we pay him promptly on April 15th. Now most of you are probably thinking that this is a good thing because it means we made more money … [Read more...] about We didn’t get a refund
Wally’s Garage
This is a website that I did for my husband who owns a garage in Berlin Maryland. I had fun drawing the garage and the stuff inside it. (if you mouse over the navigation or the doors they open up!) My husband still has to work on some of the content but until then I am … [Read more...] about Wally’s Garage
Saline
Saline - a poem by Tanya A drop of moisture falls gently from the edge, soundlessly onto the softness below. Slowly it glides along the contours, leaving a part of itself behind. A trail glistening with life, that slowly fades and then is gone. A vague … [Read more...] about Saline