It is a dark world. Sometimes we must face the darkness in the safety and reassurance of God’s light. I read a very effective and loving post on the ongoing abortion controversy. The death of a child is a cause for grief, no matter the cause. Life is beautiful, glorious, maddening, brave. And in aContinue reading “Life is Good”
Hi everyone! Wallie and I read a very sad listing this morning for a sweet little dog that seems to have been placed in a shelter where they euthanize animals. I’d like to take a moment to thank all those folks out there who are looking for (or have looked for) their furry companions inContinue reading “Thinking of Furry Friends”
Riddle Heart (470 words) “You know what you have to do,” said Jack. Philadelphia hesitated. He was right, she did know what she had to be. It was just too incredible. A fairy’s arbitrary favor and blessing, cursed prince turned outlaw, and a quest through a fantastic maze Philadelphia would never have believed existed, allContinue reading “Riddle Heart”
Story Time (99 Words) “Were you ’fraid, Tilly?” Noel sounded as tiny as he was, looking up into Mr. Caddy’s face with the wide open eyes of a six-year-old. “Wisht, no,” said Mr. Caddy. He challenged his audience with mischievous eyes. “D’ye know why I wasn’t afraid? Well I’ll tell you. I knew, sure IContinue reading “Story Time”
The Answer (99 words) The note was carefully written, the bottle was firmly corked, and Andrea looked out over the blue water. The water was still and so clear that she felt she could see the bottom. Whispering a prayer, she let the bottle go.
The Choosing of Scoral and Lune (878 words) Scoral was a handsome mer, graceful and strong, his long hair the color of ripe kelp and his scales the same fiery orange-gold. He was chosen by Lune for his fearlessness and wildness. All mer have that wild edge to their personality, but Scoral was known toContinue reading “The Choosing of Scoral and Lune #writephoto”
Seasons and Morning Mist (203 words) She remembered standing on that ridge overlooking that moorland. It had been a morning like this a little over a year ago. The sky had been that pale, cool pink softening towards a rainy afternoon chill. She remembered huddling under her cloak, trying to keep the rain out asContinue reading “Seasons and Morning Mist #writephoto”
It was traditional, not to say required, to be married before the stones. The people of the fields and drops of Little Boulding had kept to this tradition, not at all a requirement, since before anyone could remember. So of course it was expected that if they were to be married, even a goblin andContinue reading “Facing the Stones (434 Words)”
Christmas Day The moon is shining in the sky The stars are twinkling down The frost is glistening on the grass And on the rooftops ’round And I am sitting in my bed And thinking of the way One night turned all nights upside down And made this Christmas Day.
The Right Gift (119 Words) No, not flowers. He liked flowers, but it didn’t seem right. She sat, looking down at the quiet ground that was so unlike him. Davy had never been quiet. He had never stood still. Even in sleep, he was always tossing and stealing the blankets for himself. Peg’s mouth crookedContinue reading “The Right Gift #writephoto”