On Sixty-Five
Early yesterday morning, as I sipped my coffee laced with milk and watched the dawn creep across the Rockfish Valley, …
Monthly Archives: August 2016
Anticipation
“You must be excited about your trip to Scotland,” a friend said to me last week. “To tell you the …
Trespassing
Last Saturday night, I dreamed that my writing class was holding a retreat at my childhood home. We sat around …
Interruptions
The garage door opened to blazing sunshine and blasts of hot air. Cicadas sang in crackles and pops. Even Heathcliff …
Decisions, Decisions
It was mid-January here at Vanaprastha when I watched the video. The temperature was moderate for a winter day. But …
