My journal of big words and pretty pictures
After a harsh winter that left a subtle chill in the air, sunshine and a promise of warmer days was a welcome respite. Eleonora napped under an ancient oak, its tender leaves beginning to spread along its stout limbs, a book opened face down in her lap. A squirrel and a blue jay chased each … Continue reading Lethal incense
What has gone before: Goodwood Duxford tales... “While you’ve been here with Grace, the ladies and I have been over at The Magpie,” said Lilith, a newly-deceased resident of Gramberly Cemetery and best friend of Goodwood “Goody” Duxford, cemetery caretaker. “Patsy has quite the library of paranormal reference books.” Goody, Lilith, Frankie (Goody’s girlfriend), Grace (another … Continue reading The end is near
Fairytale creatures Born of stardust and daydreams A baby’s first laugh
The invitation was penned in elegant calligraphy on fine, handmade cotton rag paper, and sealed with a dark crimson, wax stamp embossed with an intricate Cappas family crest. It was hand-delivered on a sunny, Monday morning, by the family retainer. “Who was that?” Belinda Danner called out to her daughter. Gillian turned the envelope over … Continue reading Meeting the neighbors
Light and airy, bright sunshine streamed into the atrium through a ceiling of glass and metal. Filled with towering, full-leafed trees and fragrant, blossom-covered shrubs, greenery couldn’t detract from the industrial feel of the gallery. Several benches lined the outer edge of a central courtyard, tucked under the shadow of a lush canopy of foliage. … Continue reading Homesick
If anyone were on the beach they would not have seen it, for Cyril’s sailboat was a negligible spot on the horizon. They couldn't see him, but he could see the shore, the first land he’d sighted in nearly two months. He adjusted his sail, aim the bow towards land, hoping he had reached the … Continue reading Sail into the wylde
Thin spiral notebook 