One Kind of Light and Another

We've all done it, at least I hope most of us have. I know I do and it surprises me (in the best way) how readily I cry when it happens. It's those times when there's no push and no pull. No distraction. Just you alone outdoors. And it is night. You tilt your head... Continue Reading →

On Turtleback Lane

“Storm’s over, Girlie,” He hath said to me. “Thunder’s shook and passed you, Sugar; Our promises We keep.” “We opened your chest And poured you full of what We wilt. Then, by and by, We made sure you landed Well within the rye.” “Don't think that the rye fields are safe for good,” He continued... Continue Reading →

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