Wishing Rock

Wishing Rock (159 Words) She reached the rock at twilight’s early colors. The stone’s peculiar shape, the deep bowl at its center, reminded Alice of a well. Perhaps that was why it was known as the “wishing rock.” There was water in the basin, but it was shallow and green with resilient plant life. AliceContinue reading “Wishing Rock”

Because That’s What Snow Is, Right?

A little treat for the snow. You wouldn’t believe the bad rep it gets. Maybe you would. But…’tis the season for forgiveness? Snow A subtle difference is in the sky, A light to dream or softly whisper by— As if, with Heaven’s quiet grace endowed, A candle flame were whisk’d within each cloud, And showingContinue reading “Because That’s What Snow Is, Right?”

Wallie Melancholy

It’s one of those days. A phone call (or none). A letter. A cloud over the tree. Wallie the Imp and I are not our usual cheerful selves. And as usual, when no spoken word can work out the knots in a melancholy mood, the written word sometimes comes through just right. It’s time for contemplation,Continue reading “Wallie Melancholy”