There are some bridges I won’t cross. Like a jumper horse that gallops along full speed and then suddenly rears up, “Oh, no, you don’t—I’m not going over THAT!”
But this gentle bridge in my town is not one of … Read the rest
Mailbox
This mailbox belongs to a corner house that is literally only several feet from a busy highway. To illustrate the closeness, I took this photo late this afternoon while stopped at the light through my passenger window with only an … Read the rest
Anxiety 2.0 The Series: Trying to Occur
Gulp.
I started a book of stories last night before going to sleep, nestled cozily under the covers. It is titled, “The Street of Crocodiles” by Bruno Schulz.
“If Schulz had been allowed to live out his life, [he was … Read the rest