My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Darrell sat on the ground cursing and rubbing his thigh. He ripped his jeans climbing over the hurricane fence, leaving a jagged cut down one leg. Stumbling to his feet, he took off running again. Dogs leapt at the barricade, snarling and barking at their escaped quarry. Darrell didn’t stop running until the dogs stopped … Continue reading Beauty is only skin deep
The air had a sweet, crispness to it. Fall was fast approaching and I welcomed the break from the oppressive summer heat. Morning commuters hurrying past the coffee shop where I stopped for breakfast were just part of the scenery. I barely noticed the foot and car traffic. Enjoying a quiet moment with my newspaper … Continue reading Morning rush
Taking a steadying breath, I stood. I could feel the sweat soaking through my shirt, and was glad for my dark suit jacket. A trickle ran down my spine, pooling in the hollow of my back. I gripped the edge of the table in an effort to keep my hands from shaking. Nothing calmed my … Continue reading Gazing into the abyss
I went to ground for my photo hike this week, and tried to get a different perspective on a familiar walking trail. Even though Florida doesn't go through the typical fall foliage changes, there is still early evidence of autumn's pending arrival, with magnolias dropping their red berries and pines shedding cones. While I'm usually alone … Continue reading Grounded
There is no rabbit hole, nor tea party with tasty petit fours. It’s business as usual, working ‘round the clock. Preppers ready for any disaster… save flood. Chop shop rats able to strip the carapace from a beetle Before the poor creature knows it’s dead. Gathering food for the winter, while the grasshopper plays. Stores … Continue reading Ants go marching
She did a little shake, her idea of a seductive shimmy, and her polyester and tulle dress slid down her androgynous hips, and pooled around her bare feet. Lost among the remains of their late-date dinner of Monterey melts and a BBQ sandwich on Texas toast from Whataburger, she stepped into his arms. The secluded … Continue reading Brings all the boys to the yard
Thin spiral notebook 