This place of legends Where breaths hang in the valley Make mists of these dreams Author’s Note: I took this picture near Skelwith in the English Lake District. Magical!

50 Word Stories: Wonderful Departures

 The angled sunlight made mirrors of the water, the sky below as above. It was like sailing between worlds in neither one realm nor the other, a breath held. My small boat made passage as though on that final trip we all must take. If so, what a wonderful departure. Author's Note: as almost […]

50 Word Stories: No Worries

 As we meandered in Sunday languor a Spring sun warming our backs, the view the same both up and down, we touched the sky. Only the pathway's lush, green verges gave consistency to our world, the rocks true weight. We flew for those minutes with feet firmly planted. Never worrying.

50 Word Stories: Proof of Rain

   She led me down the stairs, out of the kitchen door, and into the garden. “You see, it’s rained,” she announced. “At last, it’s rained.” “That doesn’t prove a thing.” “Then, what does it prove, mister smarty-pants?” “That the woods are weeping. That’s all.”