Another Dog Story – Kelpie 1967

This is not an ordinary obituary. Farm dogs guard the farmer’s home, their loud dependable bark announces incoming cars and trucks. They make doorbells unnecessary. And within a five second sniff of a truck wheel an average farm dog can determine where a truck has...

The Seven Rs of Pandemic Writing

Everyone is writing a pandemic journal, it seems. We all want to capture this lost time that will soon disappear (we hope) when the vaccine makes its way into our arms, when we forget face masks, and how to socially distance, and the acronyms PPE, PCR and RNA. We want...

The Road to Gesualdo, an extract

Carlo Gesualdo, Prince of Venosa, was a sixteenth century composer and musician. The town of Gesualdo in Campania was also the place where he lived. Spring was in the air. The capes of the two ladies strolling in the garden were fluttering in the warm breeze. It was a...

Ode to Summer

Photo by Donna Wooton On the porch in the shade visitingsitting on a wicker chaira cyclist passesblack spandex shortsyellow topNever again will I click my feet into cleats!Hostess agrees.she, too, broke her ankle recentlyhence the visit to commiseratebroke mine in...

Harvest Time

Today, as the skin of the cooked beetroot slipped off easily under the gentle pressure of my fingers, I am taken back to the moment my hands first performed that satisfying act. I was four and three hours earlier, had helped my mother lift the raw beetroot from my...