Someone, or something, was stealing Jopson’s apple-blossom. Three small apple trees in pots stood on his front path. A supermarket...
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This is the beginning two chapters of Beth Kephart’s novel CLOUD HOPPER, which follows three good friends and two immigrant...
You know what I intend to do today? Sit in my balcony all afternoon. Summer is formally another two weeks...
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The Wood He wanted to see the wood one last time. So, they took him back to trees dripping and...
What comes up from underground? The youngsters would ask when starting their long journey to the ritual grounds. Their hooved...
Ode to Hannibal I was scrolling – wallowing – through the Netflix abyss, Avoiding Mister Darcys, Tall Dark and Handsomes....
My mother never liked the tawdry light post that stands in the middle of our front yard. Its awkward and...
When I Think Back To It When I think back to it, it has been a Life governed by...
It was a wild summer. As soon as school closed, Wee Stevie went into hospital for surgery, and then his...
Clare was exactly what you’d expect a retired ward sister to be. Brisk, matter of fact and organised to a...