A Thanksgiving Memory

Gently the dark comes down over the wild, fair places, The whispering glens in the hills, the open, starry spaces; Rich with the gifts of the night, sated with questing and dreaming, We turn to the dearest of the paths where the star of the homelight is gleaming....

Five Minute Friday: Community

We used to have it. In this culture. But… not so much anymore. Not too long ago, people were out of their homes, more than they are now. Not too long ago, neighbors knew each other by name, and then some. Not too long ago, kids ran around with  the other kids in...

Connected

The Five Minute Friday word prompt: Connected Instructions: 1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. 2. Link back here and invite others to join in. OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on Connected. GO: I call because...