A wintering of her mind churns the gone familiars of ninety-two years? Posted in response to the Ragtag Community Daily Prompt cyclone.
How will the joke I play on Magpie who struts my yard be told in paradise? Posted in response to the Ragtag Community word prompt perspicacious.
Where Daryl saw the necessity for style and high fashion and keeping up with the Marcks’, Gloria saw laundry. Gloria shopped The Nearly New and Second Trys for easy-to-care-for bargains. When pawing the racks for a t-shirt, a sweat-shirt, or jeans Gloria always considered the amount of time that would be required between trips to … Continue reading Style and Laundry
Beer and grilled hot dogs and hamburgers happen to be the rations de jour on the day the ship in question cast off. Eric Diez, the Captain, was born and grew up in Truth-or-Consequences, New Mexico. There are golf courses in New Mexico, even in Truth-or-Consequences. But the rivers are mostly meandering mud. There is … Continue reading A Golfer and a Cowboy Sail the Severn
-Visit mom in hospital -Pick up my C-PAP Those sun lit mountain peaks—so far way
Snow slants in wind, gloom all day, tonight, tomorrow— Out of murk—lark song https://cdn.audubon.org/cdn/farfuture/hf8Ia05D99GW1Fs4LlvuJmjrOkJGMziebr14clBDqc0/mtime:1416244689/sites/default/files/WESMEA_1.songnum1_NDle_1.mp3?uuid=5c9dfb194d507 In response to the Rattag Community daily prompt word Spring. Thanks to Audubon.org for recording of Western Meadow Lark
He was looking down at her mailbox, at the address there, nodding his head the way a person does who has found what he is looking for and now has no idea what he is going to do with it. At first Joanie thought he was just some tramp who had wandered a bit far … Continue reading Home is Where
“At your leisure, Mr. Dahl,” Coach was smirking over his size thirteen polished oxfords at me. His oxfords were propped as usual on his desk and his chair squeaked as he rocked it which he did every time he nailed somebody the way he had just nailed me. He nailed me because I was in … Continue reading The Goat Knows More than He Can Say.
Why does he not close the window that last thin whistle gap the wind moans through?
“So, what have you done today,” Diane said. She held her coffee in both hands, right thumb through the cup handle. She was gazing at the line of the shadow moving down the mountain, slowly bringing the Valley from the dusk to a brand new day. She was speaking to Hank who had just staggered … Continue reading Diane Instructs Hank on How to Make Coffee