AdminFeb 2, 20231 minThe DecoyMy hunter friend, the one I haven’t converted to my “animals-have-feelings-too” frame of mind, uses a wooden decoy in an attempt to lure...
AdminFeb 1, 20231 minEarly Morning RainIn the yard, you felt sorry for the slug that crept so slowly up the stem of one of your greens. Poor thing, it doesn’t even have a shell...
AdminJan 31, 20231 minThe Language of SparrowsYour sister is dead. We plant seedlings by her grave in April, when Spring seduces with all its promise, moisten the ground with a jug...
AdminJan 30, 20231 minFabric Carnations, or My Dog was a VegetarianThe flowers in my house are a fraud, marigolds that never wither, forsythia forever fake with vibrant yellow that doesn’t fade, daisies...