Lost love

More from the Dinner Party... The morning started out cold. A thin sheen of sparkling rime coated the corners of the oriel window panes. The soft mauve sky was brightening to a clear azure. Frozen dew on the lawn, looking like a fine dusting of caster sugar, was already beginning to melt. Arcs of ice … Continue reading Lost love

Dry and faded

dandelion fluff

The room was quiet save for the rhythmic ticking of a metronome. A tawny calico dozed across the closed fall board of the piano, its tail in a synchronized dance with the pendulum. Glimmering dust motes played in the sunlight streaming through the oriel windows. Cora carried a crystal vase from the kitchen where she arrange … Continue reading Dry and faded