It Was On a Monday

It Was On a Monday

It was on a murky Monday, a  cold, gray beginning to the work week that I sat at my computer, glancing out of the window now and then. Tree branches, black and bare, reached scraggly fingers toward the sky. A flock of blackbirds swooped in and settled on the lawn. They pecked busily at unseen […]

Murky and Mysterious

He holds his head high, looking squarely at the world without shrinking. He has not had an easy life. You can tell that he hasn’t, by the battered condition of his once handsome coat. What adventures has he known? What has he seen? What caused all those scrapes and tatters? He knows, but he doesn’t […]