We have a large deer population on our 40+ acres. The does are so fat and sleek & the bucks snort with real vigor in the early morning hours. Our dogs go nuts when they see them. I was in… Continue Reading →
Chuck Pearson @ShorterPearson Saturday after the family has traded sickness around for a week is for sleeping. Now if you’ll excuse me… #smallstories #mystoryissmallerthanyours
dogtrax @dogtrax I saw it in the used bin — five CDs for a buck in the back of the store. Recognized the cover. It was one of mine. Not one I owned. One I made. My songs. With a… Continue Reading →
dogtrax @dogtrax @ShorterPearson Each card contained the raw numbers of who batted when and where the ball was hit, but never did we find the numbers on who caught it and how #smallstories poem remix (which is longer than the… Continue Reading →
dogtrax @dogtrax @Tdorey I find myself sensitive today to invisible voices, my ears pressed to the trees, listening deep. I’ve been told there’s a quiet truth to be heard in the silence but all I gather from the world is… Continue Reading →
Tellio @tellio Cleaning up around the compost pile this afternoon, I lifted a small pile of garden cloth from atop. There, licking its forked tongue, tasting the air, was a rather large copperhead. I watched its pitted head swing back… Continue Reading →
I awoke in a panic this morning. Late, late, I was going to be late. As I struggled out of bed, tripping over an abandoned pair of boots and disturbing a cat, I realised …. ah … today is Saturday… Continue Reading →
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