Like a black avalanche being called by the sound to follow, color appears beyond the ebbing tide of birds. It’s beautiful. It’s dangerous. It is a fate unfolding from the heavens bore from the depths of your new hell.
Category: stories
Beyond the Feeders
Grabbing your favorite large mug that fits perfect in your hand with just the right amount of morning glory, a smile forms at the corners of your mouth with anticipation for the favorite moment of the day…..and then you see it…..
Story Time
Whether you have a small child to read with or not, pick up something written by Beatrix Potter and let your inner child smile
In the Recesses
As my children and the rest of our communities children grew up, I would release each new monster, which formed in my mind’s eye, into the shadows of my yard. And from what I’m told, they are still lurking about the neighborhood in search of delicious children brave enough to play games of the night.
His Amazing Grace
He began to tell me his story and it started with “Amazing Grace” his beautiful bride of 70 years. He never spoke of himself again, only her.
Monsters
They wipe tears to quench their endless thirst
Have a Swig
can I have a swig of my water before I die of thirst instead of from the stroke
Heidi’s sequel
Heidi came down from the mountains
Minds eye
I see a story in everything and everyone I pass. Some make me smile but others startle me by what my minds eye will see…….
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