Soon, though, Fernando was banging frantically on the French doors. Maria jumped up. Mom came rushing at the noise. “It’s gone,” he stammered when Mom threw open the door. “What…
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In Disney Land, when I was eight, waiting for rides, I watched the clouds to pass the time. I have watched them ever since.
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“Rico is farting like a German,” said Giovanni as we walked together along the beach. “The stink of it. Even with the windows open.” “Can’t you just put him outside?”…
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Hound thinks Lake Michigan is his Swimming Pool.
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Aspen Eyes
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Mom beaded the way grandmas knit. She could make anything – wall art, bed spreads, Halloween costumes. Some of her beads were so small that when strung, they blended like carpets,…
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“I take it you have had your toy lion, Lionel, for a while?” Charlie asked. “Jay gave him to me when I was four,” I replied. “And Jay is?” “My…
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As I searched in the crannies of the earliest sunspots where the lizard first crept out of the night’s cold, I heard the throaty sound of a motor. Mom heard…
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Crossing my fingers and then my toes, I counted backwards from ten. At zero, I ran. Quickly, the Garden gave way, and a sage-like, dusty smell snuffed out Garden’s green…
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A quilt covered Charlie’s navy blue childhood bed. Above the bed hung a very large pin board covered with photos. I moved in to look more closely. There were images…
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My animals were separated by four mending Bonsai. Most had severed branches like amputees. One had a long crack in its main trunk and was slowly dying. All its leaves…
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I held Anna with one hand, while loading the dishwasher with the other. She had her bottle and was tilting her head back to suck on it. “Took my…
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I could hear Maria coming. They would make this real; if they caught me it would be true. It could not be true, not ever. Susie moved toward me, but…
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Mom said what made Jay such a good photographer was that he was exceptionally patient. When he sensed a shot, he waited, some-times for days. Mom said she couldn’t count…
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On Windy Hill A Coyote approached I grow a little afraid as it gets nearer. If he wanted to attack, it would hurt. But when coyote is just a few…
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On hot summer days, Early morning when the air still nips, Swirly mist rises from the Snake A playground for the geese.
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Beautiful dawn At SFO. Returning rental car, I am heading home.
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City Walks
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Leaf Carpet
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I have been liking the trees Their soft leaves Golden and feathery Neo has been liking the scents. Last night’s rain Has made the ground redolent. I like these too-…