There Are No Words
A somber note was in the air as Holy week came to a close. Joyous Hallelujahs and waving of…
Fishin’s not about Catchin’ Fish
Visiting restaurants was a rarity in the small town of my youth, a luxury for random Sundays when the…
Need to be Kneaded
A baker combines wet and dry ingredients forming a dough, and the kneading begins. A lifeless mound is folded…
audience of One
A midnight mist vaguely obscured the headlights of passing traffic. Troubled sleep found my eyes wide open, staring into…
Fish Stick Fridays
Forty days and forty nights did it rain children. If this does not trigger memories of Saturday morning cartoons…
Whithering
There stood a tree, shrouded in the garb of winter, waiting for Spring to flourish, alone with a background…
Helpless in a Hospital
A certain man was dying on the inside, leaving the most astute of medical minds in a quandary. Fearing…
Flash of Red
On a desolate New Mexico highway, my electronic navigator said to proceed straight for 117 miles. For once, I…
Rivers
After seemingly endless days of fog, spattering ice and wind that chills to the bone, the morning sun broke…
Tool Shed
An old tool shed stood abandoned with nothing left but cobwebs, the smell of fuel oil and sweat of…