I live on the rocky coast of Maine, with my husband and our cat. All the children have flown the coop, all but one, she has one foot in the door, one at college and one in Paris.
I have been writing since I was 9. Writing actually saved my life.....but that's
+ more bio informationAs a leader when you think of effective communication think of the telephone lines we made as kids that consisted of two tin cans and a piece of string. You could yell and yell, but until that line was pulled taut, words could not flow in both directions. The moment you heard a reply, it was like magic. Proper and effective ...
Don't Hide Under The Covers I have seen the inside of many businesses and organizations, and I love to use the analogy that every business is like a family.they all have issues. One of the secrets to building a great team is making the conscious choice to tackle those issues. Some managers will just keep their heads under th...
Back in 2003, I was asked to present at the Herff Jones International Sales Conference. I was honored, but surprised. I hadn't been with the company long, and wondered what value I could bring to my fellow sales associates from around the country and beyond. When I asked my district manager, he said, "you're in Maine, and yo...
We Don't Cut Wood For A Living! That sounds crazy....but it's true, we don't cut wood for a living. If you were to bump into a logger at a sports event and ask him (or her) what they did 99.9% of the time the answer would be "I cut wood for a living". The truth of the matter is that wood is just a byproduct of the things tha...
Union Pulled by a force from beyond this realm Two souls stand side by side To face the world in unity With each other as a guide Not a face, nor a hand, or body part Can change the bond they see From the light of a common purpose Where love can safely be So raise your glass and cheer, my friends For new lives have just begu...
Treasures The fog struggles to release its morning grip on the shore. Seagulls zip overhead, screeching for the sun. A child at the edge of the sea bends, Her long blond hair slides off her back, As she pokes in tidal pool after tidal pool, running, treasures to be found, fun to be had. To the left, a Chevy slowly slips into...
Bright Eyes Forever My heart shivers at the thought of heroin in your veins To me, you are my baby Bright eyes full of promise. Where is that happy little boy in the plaid shirt? Spinning, singing, not a care Bright eyes full of dreams My pulse mounts, I speed to the hospital Fearing the worst Teary eyes full of regrets The ...
Trying Tender lilies bend, ushering Spring, lifting up the concept of Rebirth, time and time again
Timber! Now That's Demanding! The first time I ever saw a feller buncher was when I was traveling down the Maine Turnpike during the widening. I didn't know what it was called, but I just couldn't take my eyes off it. Its that same feeling you get when you are driving by an airport as a plane is about to land, you just can't...
"I Never Knew There Was a Different Way" People view change as if the grim reaper were knocking on the door. They dig their heels in, grab on to nearest thing in sight and try to kick change right in the face. Just like when your time is up, no matter how much you kick, cling and fight, change will happen whether you go with...
Wendy Farrand
Kennebunk, Maine US
Member since: April 2008
Articles Written: 10