52 Photos ~ Conversation

Like many people who write for a living, I sit here alone at my computer much of the day and mutter. Not to myself, mind you. The cats, with their interrogative tails and their insistent meows, are always making demands disguised as questions. When are you going to feed us? What's that on the counter?… Continue reading 52 Photos ~ Conversation

The shape of the air

The last day of April and the air feels mildly thicker than it did a week ago, settling like a welcome lightweight wool blanket in the chilly evenings and mornings, but not yet stifling, as it will likely feel in another month. The air curves around the house. Around the fragile new leaves. The air… Continue reading The shape of the air