It’s been a wowser of a wintery week. We had the deep and blowing snow last Friday which turned into the heavy-as-concrete snow on Saturday which turned into a deep and frozen crust on Sunday - and here we still are. Last week’s snow still limns the trees and branches.
I’m back and I posted two of your breakfast comments. Last week Lois had black beans ala healthy and tasty. Karen had Greek yogurt and decaf green tea.
You know what you call a cow who just gave birth? De-calf-inated.
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My backstory is at the end of this poem.
Black Sand Beach / by Sam Silver
Iron-dark grains underfoot,
Formed in ancient fires and shaped by time,
I wrote A Fairy Tale Dinner which is posted in The Gullet. I will post the link to that story at the end of this one. A friend asked for more About Julia and Woody; that is what this is.
I stayed twice for several days with a Maya family in Guatemala’s altiplano. This adventure happened during my second day of my second stay with them.
Three Things except it’s really more than that.
1. Earlier this year I read these two books by Palestinian writers and I recommend both. If you’ve read good books by Palestinian writers, maybe tell us about them in the comments?
The Wisconsin Writers Association hosts a short story contest each year. This morning I submitted a story I wrote over the past few months. If and/or when it doesn't win (I'm not optimistic but I have hope.
It's the place for my STORIES! You can read them now (most of them are FREE with no sign-in) here:
