When Nessie died we had a wake. Right on the shore where her body washed up. John got drunk and tried to make a viking funeral of the thing and before it was over we were all crying. Even the … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: February 2016
Original version: Sara rushed into the room, the early spring sun highlighting her form like a Christmas ghost. I could see the excitement in her face and her posture. And the wings, I could see the wings they had given … Continue reading
“W——’s enthusiasm for botany frequently takes us ashore. Landing at the foot of some eroded steep which, with ragged charm, rises sharply from the gravelly beach, we fasten Pilgrim’s painter to a stone, and go scrambling over the hillside in … Continue reading