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5/31/2026

Mr. Leaf, Freya, Fred

 
Mr. Leaf


Freya


Fred

Here are some folks I met on my walk today. Fred is 92 years old, and he's out here walking every day! Freya is a yellow Lab. I also met a 5-week-old baby. The whole gamut today. The whole cycle of life. Hope you enjoy the photos. Amazing what we go through over the course of time.

Love to you,
C.A. MacConnell

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5/24/2026

The Rush

Oh! I just finished this for you. It was a stubborn little bugger. But sometimes, the best ones are stubborn, like me, ha. Enjoy. I will be singing tonight. :) Love, C.A.

The Rush

Today, the hummingbird dives down, tunneling
inside my chest, and the world becomes a furious,
beating wing. My eyes sting -- round and dry --

too long open. Yes, at the edges -- crimson.
The bloodiest shot. Mistakes, the rush, Jennifer's
message, and the recovered items are still waiting

at the store. OK. Scratch this entire order. Cancel
the mess. Let us begin again. Inside, outside, all
around. Someone...something...a curious being...

perhaps, a phantom...is making sure everything
is resolved. There is no mistake. Only the timing
escapes us. Together, we find what's missing.

Together, we uncover the lost. We are the beautiful
accident. At my best, call me a fragile bird, call me
a dark horse. Soon, Sparkling Ice is delivered

to the dog house.

C.A. MacConnell

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Living on a Wing.

 


I was done with my walk when I spotted this guy. :) Hope you like the shot. I was thrilled with the little gem.
C.A. MacConnell

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Self.

 



I mean, this isn't the best picture, and no touching up, ha, but it is honestly me right now; it felt authentic and so, I posted it anyhow. Ha. Just saying hi. And sending you some love and light. This was my feel after a long work week and a bunch of stress, lol. But I'm feeling quite fiery and excited lately as well. Right now, I'm working on poetry, songs, and just doing my deliveries nonstop as well. A lot going on, but I'm feeling super strong and determined.

Love to you.

I hope that you get a chance to check out my awesome, also all-authentic, books. They are incredible. :)XO. My songs are coming along as well. Fun stuff!

Today, I intend to look for places to live and get out in this rain. I enjoy rain walks. The rain calms me. 

Have a great day. Don't forget to leave a review, if you've read!
C.A. MacConnell

5/18/2026

From Two Wasps

Just doing some daily flash poetry. Here's one I just wrote. :) <3

From Two Wasps

Hello, today, at the same time, we come alive. 
But we are trapped somewhere, the two of us.
It looks like outside, but the others aren't here
and then, we hit our heads on something
over and over, and we can't feel the wind. 
We are stuck inside in a cold, still world
but maybe, there is a hole. We will keep trying.

Behind us, there is a huge beast watching us.
We can feel her breath. She is ugly, without
wings. Closer, she comes. And then, she wraps
us together in something, and everything turns
dark. We can't move, and we think we might die,

but she holds us softly. We don't know why at all
but now, we are free, and the sky is normal again,
and we are looking for Mom, and the monster
is gone. Maybe she will grow wings soon.
They will have to be big, because of her legs --
only two, but heavy-looking. Thank you,
whatever you are.

C.A. MacConnell

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5/17/2026

The Return

Just working on some flash poetry. Thought I'd share this one. Have a nice evening. C.A.

The Return

Soundly, I sleep
on the floor,
and I don't even hear
the storm
but later, walking,
I come upon
the complete view, 
the startling aftermath --
random branches
scattered across
the pavement
like shredded,
divine toothpicks
thrown down 
from heaven.
And indeed, each tree
is whispering, I am
missing something
.
And then comes
the tiny, growling
dog. As if my twin,
he is unaware
of his size and bark.
Together, we draw near,
challenging the Boxer
and the Pit. Simply, 
they stare back.
No fight, no return.
And indeed, each dog
is whispering, Be you
And now, in the quiet
room, chewing on spinach,
I feel my fingers
moving again,
and I remember the patterns --
the precarious lives
of canines, humans, and sticks --
the way that each one
wedges into the other,
like one leaf
caught between
the teeth. And indeed,
I am whispering back.

C.A. MacConnell

5/09/2026

Place to Live

 
Place to Live

Hi there. I took this on my walk today. I found it interesting and unique. Last week, someone had written chalk messages all over the path. There were messages such as "Don't give up," and "Keep going," and the like. It actually brought a tear to my eye last Sunday, because I really needed to see it. I love surprise messages.

And this is part of what's left this week. And so, I took a shot. And I named it, like I do, just to be deep, ha.

The weather is perfect today. And right now, the hawks outside of my window are calling to each other...two of them, a couple. There were three, but one disappeared a few minutes ago.

I do see all of the blessings in my life, and I pray a lot. When I pray, I just simply talk to God, as if he is a close friend who knows and loves me intimately. I can rage, celebrate, weep, whatever the case may be. Sometimes, I talk to the trees, and I often feel that they're listening, whispering back. So gentle, the trees. So comforting. <3

Sometimes, the world events make things seem impossible, but I have everything I need today. And a little extra...I just had some ice cream and a Three Musketeers, ha. I do like that candy bar, as well as the Zero bar. Every now and then, I indulge, when I'm in the mood. I actually eat pretty healthy, but I will often have dessert. I've been a vegetarian for at least 30 years.

Just saying hello, writing to you. Lately, I've been singing and moving a lot and so, it feels rather odd to take a few days off. In order to do so, I worked some doubles. I've been moving more than I've been sitting, for sure, and my body feels it! I'm frustrated because in order to be in the right head space to write, there needs to be more time to settle. But at the moment, I'm doing the best I can with all of it, navigating this world as a single woman, which is challenging, for sure.

All around, people are stressed. I'm happy to have this time to listen to the hawks right here, right now. This moment is special to me. Because you're here.

That's all we've got. This moment. Love to you.

My favorite jobs have all involved movement...right now, shopping and delivering. In the past, working with horses, teaching yoga, and the like. All movement-centered. It suits me.

Even when I'm writing, I'm moving. My mind is. :)

I hope that this little newsy note from Chris finds you well. I am on a mission to dive into Book Six. And I am on a mission to do the best I can to make my heart happy...and make others' hearts happy. I'm not perfect at being loving and gentle, but I give it my best shot, every single day. And boy, do I love to laugh.

Wherever you are, I hope your heart feels happy. We're all doing the best we can. Like the deer, look around, and remember to be gentle with yourself and others.

And I will remember as well. Thank you for supporting me on my journey. My books are amazing, and they're all-authentic. I handled every single detail, from writing to editing to design. I even did the cover art. Take a chance on my all-original work. You will never forget these amazing stories and characters. And remember, pass it on. Word of mouth is my friend. Thank you. XXOO.

C.A. MacConnell

P.P.S. Need writing help? M.A. English/Creative Writing, Hollins University. Over 30 years of experience in all genres. You name it; I can do it. PHOTOS: custom, signed prints. Or prints on metal or canvas, ready to hang. Email:  right here. 

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5/05/2026

Lost Glove 75

 



Howdy. It's been a while. I took this yesterday. :)XO. My 75th lost glove picture and today is May 5, and 5 is my lucky number and so, it must be my lucky day.

Right now, I'm gazing out the window, and it's looking like a storm may roll in. I love storms. Yesterday, I was making a list of what makes me happy these days, such as this:  dancing in the aisles, my job, shooting the shit with all of the people in the stores (man, we joke and crack up), helping folks whenever I can, going to the barber, animals of all sorts, watching movies in bed, cookies and ice cream, and I've discovered I really like spinach souffle and potato gnocchi, among other weird food things. Oh, I love mushroom risotto and mushroom quesadillas. El Rancho Grande, you rock. I went to that restaurant three times, each time with a different person (all of them very different and unique), and I chuckled about the fact that the waiter must think I get around dating, for sure. But they were just random friends, but it did appear hilarious, because the events were quite close together. For a while, I was hooked on Bob Evans. I went there alone like ten times. I get hooked on something for a while and then, I find a new place. And I become enthralled again. The pattern is pretty predictable. And obsessive. And amusing. 

Whatever I choose, I give it my ALL. Ha ha. 

I also like squishmallows (I think that's what they're called, or I just invented a new word), those animal pillows. I recently purchased some at the dollar store, ha. I'm sitting on one right now. A monster, I believe.

Anyway, I've been working nonstop, trying to pay bills. My body is not holding up the greatest, but I just keep going. I'm better when I'm moving. It's the perfect job for me, because movement is essential with my current headspace. I've been playing songs a lot and the other day, I really killed it by myself in a church, ha. It feels good to create. Some days I really nail it, and I imagine I'm on stage or whatnot. I talk to God in there too.

These little blurbs I write on here...they really don't show my writing talent, but they let you know a little more about who I am. And I guess I enjoy sharing that.

I hope you will check out the real deal, my art. My books are amazing, and I'm so proud of my all-authentic work. So, if you read, please leave a review on Amazon. Word of mouth is my friend. Let's get these out there! Let's get to number one! These books deserve to be there, for sure. XO. Thank you for supporting me.

Hope you are well. And I hope you know how much you mean to me. Here comes the rain again. And I'm sorry if you have that Annie Lennox song stuck in your head now. I do.

Love to you,
C.A. MacConnell

P.P.S. Need writing help? M.A. English/Creative WritingHollins UniversityOver 30 years of experience in all genresYou name it; I can do it. PHOTOS: custom, signed prints. Or prints on metal or canvas, ready to hang. Email:  right here. 

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