Hangdog

“I don’t want any trouble.” He had a lean, hangdog look about him. His overgrown beard hide his face, but his eyes, unexpectedly clear, held an unquenchable fire. Pulling his fists from the pockets of his old, military field jacket, he showed empty hands to the men barring his way. “Just let me go on … Continue reading Hangdog

An unlikely tale

It had rained the night before and all the world looked like it had been bedazzled with a million Swarovski crystals. The sweet petrichor of the last evening’s shower was heady to the point of distraction. As I walked around the shoreline, dewdrops clung to my coat embellishing my unadorned clothing with their iridescent brilliance. … Continue reading An unlikely tale