Morning Swim The early morning clouds and fog are burning off. Peg is swimming back to the cottage, she is a very strong swimmer, much...

Blam! I was hiding in a muddy ditch, the run-off water from the war-torn landscape surrounding me was pouring over the top of my boots. I...

December 5th, 2020. Two months after Peg’s death. I awake uncharacteristically late this morning. I have jobs that must be done every day...

Prophecy I consider many of the stories I write are a prophecy of things to come. I believe this because I believe in the quantum of...

Two Doors Two doors in front of you stand closed. Which to take? One enters on the realities of life, atomic dirt and strife. The very...

I come from the Universe – therefore I am the Universe and the Universe is me. For my purposes it is not necessary for me to know much...

Out of the garden of chaos, new and exciting potentials grow; most become so involved with their distress that they miss the potential. Grea

My time, your time, what time, time flies, no time, a lot of time, a long time. Every other time saying you can think of is all part of the

I went to the garden to see all the sights. It had been warm on the previous nights. My Black Cat flew in on his broom, it was June. The...

I must be naive to think I love you, but I do.