Barn at the pond
Trees dappled in snow. In the distance a cottage stood. How I could reach her threshold? Time had forgotten this sacred place. The way was barred – or so it [...]
Winter Frost
Though the walk to the Orchard House is short, it was that kind of chill-to-the-bone-cold that the steps twice the distance. Feet of lead, fingers nipped at these temperatures. It [...]
Sojourns
Journeys however insignificant, spark the mightiest of fires. Not long after my last thimble of coffee I set out with Marco. A small pad in my jacket just in case, [...]