My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Goodwood Duxford tales... A night like this didn’t happen often, but Goodwood Duxford, caretaker and ghost wrangler at Gramberly Cemetery, could not return two of his wandering spirits back to their final resting place. Despite his annoyance, Goody had to chuckle when he thought of the Judson Brothers, and their “final rest.” Gramberly’s most … Continue reading Fowl deeds
Nikko was a media darling. In less than two weeks, he got more than 1,200,000 Likes on his Facebook fan page and another 500,000 followers on Twitter. garnering him a mention on all of the cable network news channels. At least a dozen marriage proposals came into the lab on a weekly basis, an astonishing … Continue reading Gnarly monkey
Thousands of revelers filled the city square. High above the crowd, a crystal sphere was suspended. At the stroke of midnight, it would make its descent to the street below, bringing with it a promise of a new millennium. Jocular and inebriated, the party-goers were on the brink of mayhem, saved only by their expectation … Continue reading Auld Lang Syne
The dusty, little black case bespoke of a simpler time. Hidden high on a forgotten shelf, its single eye looking out on a changing world, the box held onto long-lost memories. Childhood summers chasing fireflies, teenage young love, balancing on that cusp between the dawn and dusk of a curated life. Graduations, christenings, weddings and … Continue reading Little black case
His mordant wit was as sharp and deadly as an executioner’s ax. Sometimes Victor’s mocking cut to the quick with sudden and precise aim, and at other times it was wielded with brutal, hacking repetition. The verbal fencing was a talent Victor inherited from his father. While charming with his friends, without hesitation Victor would … Continue reading Winter storm
A fine snow was falling, dusting everything with a light powder of white. A delicate border of rime formed on the remaining leaves on the massive oak in the quad and along its otherwise bare branches. It was a holiday scene encapsulated in a child’s snow globe. Except that it was the middle of June … Continue reading Frozen
Thin spiral notebook 