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 […]
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BEDTIME
“One more hug!” my son says in laughs as he wraps his arms around my waist drawing, squeezing, tightening as strongly as he can hold. He laughs the louder. “I’m not letting go!” he squeals in the giggles high in spirit and energy even as bedtime has arrived and we seek to tone it […]
Short Story
MOUNTAIN SUN
The redbud was not yet in bloom, but still, she adorned window in life-color; cherry blossom of fairer bright—a whiteness in the pink that touched of a delicateness and new innocence in spring—in corner of room and catch of window light. She hung her purse and gazed on the blooms, black and white […]