BAD HABITS

I paddle long early morning hours, happiest starting at sun up and dragging in nearly disabled right before noon. Satisfied Continue reading →

BREATHE

“Do you hear that?” I asked. “Someone is breathing in the house, and it is not you or me or Continue reading →

THE SHAPE OF THINGS

    I had been Dorothy, landing with a thump in OZ, a world of color, suddenly and unwillingly removed Continue reading →