Frozen days,
Revealing strange sights.
A four-legged man, or …
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Every year we go to a forest not far from our village to pick wild garlic. In a small out of the way corner, they grow freely. There’s enough to fill many, many bags. But one is more than enough for us. Before leaving, …
Sometimes, trivial remnants remind me of friends and peaceful moments we spent together. Somehow, it always seems like a long time ago, or even in a different life. …
This photograph reminds me of a movie from my dad’s era. I don’t know if I saw it with him. Maybe I did. His favorite movies are old ones. Usually from the 1950’s or 60’s, with a slow evolving storyline. If they’re in black and white, …
Our multi-functional old door. The mailman can deliver letters (we don’t accept bulky magazines, newspapers or packages.) There’s a round hole in one corner, so our cat can ….
On days when I go for a walk through the fields near our village, I pass by this old trailer. It doesn’t seem to have moved even once in the past five years. At least not that I’ve noticed. …
I’ve stood under beach showers like this many times. Washing salt water off my body after a day at the beach. I recall many days like that. But today this picture…
The farmers near our village were busy today. By late afternoon, the fields had been neatly mowed and the grass ready to be gathered for feed….
“Let your leaves drop gradually along the way,” the voice whispers.
I walk by this wall often. During springtime it’s covered with tiny green leaves. As summer nears, the branches and leaves grow, …
I wish that was me running on the beach, feet wet and sandy, carefree. But it’s not. Still, when I close my eyes, imagine, and recall those innocent years, I feel it all. …
Most days I feel life is hard. A beginning and an end I don’t understand, toiling through endless days, drowning in noise, unable to see my road. Then I think of how fortunate I am to sleep under a roof, have food, and so much more. …
If I were to imagine where you live, it’d be here. I can see you waking up, walking out to the balcony with your sleepy eyes, staring outside…
Walking through the fields today felt different. The usual dense morning grey had given way to patches of light fog. The sun was trying to peek out somewhere above the clouds…
