Woke up to a great fog coming up the hill and crossing the boundary onto my property line. Some things know no borders and that’s a good thing. Wish peace and all good things were like that. Waxing sentimental. Would have should have put “sentimental” as a tag on this site and several posts....
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Posts Tagged ‘ stories ’
Corkscrewed into being
Corkscrewed into being: Leah supposed that sooner or later people seek their own kind no matter how much they want to be alone. Being alone is fine for a while. Right now, she needed something else. People brought this unknown quality out in her. It might be something she’d never find peace with but...
Abundance of wildlife is the norm
Our bones, our stones, our baskets of shells and every place a place for feathers because it’s not safe out there anymore. We know before the storm of flowers the world was only brown and green, the gods plentiful as pollen before pollen made the scene. The artist paints pale animals in isolated squares...