Verdant bough was past its height and peak of hue and bloom. Edges of its tender petals curled in wilt and first of yellow-show even as heart and broad of the fine white-pink held open, delicate, and bright. She looked upon the sight, appreciating the beauty that remained. The beauty was never made […]
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SILENT’S SPEAK
She joined him in the evening view, as nighttime settled in; sounds of the wind chimes in gentle’s blow, celestial in airy notes—of the earth, man, but more and further too. A cool returned, absent in day, and she covered herself in wrap and hold of arms. Silent, they shared […]
Short Story
MOUNTAINS AND SEA
“Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt.”—John Muir _____ They walked the Ocean Trail in day and view of mountains and the sea. Hills shone parched, a dried, cured green with spindled grasses of flaxen tan that sustained—dormant and surviving; turning int to themselves and […]
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3/16/25: DAY AWAY
There is a bag beside me filled with seeds and potatoes for tomorrow. For the most part, my early efforts didn’t work—and so I try again. The onions are beginning to break through from bulbs, hollow green shoots through the worked clay loam. They are far from uniform, or complete from breaking, but […]