Her man Flynn

June 29, 2018August 31, 2018 ~ Tara R. ~ 2 Comments

Flynn luxuriated in a pool of sunlight pouring through the bay window, his tail lazily swatting at dust motes playing in the amber stream. His person, Jodie, was in a similar posture in a plush chair near the window snuggled under an old, crocheted afghan. She wavered on the edge of sleep, her eyelids heavy, … Continue reading Her man Flynn

Cat Paw Island

February 2, 2017August 31, 2018 ~ Tara R. ~ 2 Comments

Walking along the sandy path that skirted Crystal Lake, no one would never know that the unremarkable body of water was actually a rare phenomenon found only a few places in the world. The lake, a shimmering oasis of green on the leeward side of the ocean dunes, was a freshwater habitat until fluctuations in the … Continue reading Cat Paw Island