Ravaged – from “Shadow in the Mirror”
This is an excerpt from a book I’m writing with Nancy Walker. You can see her website at www.NancyJeanWalker.net __________________ On the ten-minute walk down Cherry Tree Farm Road toward Highway 35, wispy snowflakes glistened, luminous against the deep purple sky. I liked catching them on my tongue. It was fun, like licking a snow cone. But this wasn’t fun. I was stranded. Snow piled on the sidewalk, burying my feet. I slipped on icy patches and stretched over the drifts. The wind strengthened, my dampened eyelashes froze, making it difficult to see. I had purposely forgotten my hat and…
Crazy Birds – from “Connections”
It’s 1 a.m. and outside my window is a chortling mockingbird. Have you ever yelled at a bird to go to bed? I do so because I know what will soon happen. At about 4:30 a.m.—yes, way before sunrise—the local rooster will start cackling. They’re supposed to crow when the sun comes up. What’s wrong with these birds? Neither of them can tell what time it is. The price of leaving windows open on summer nights. Then I think, if the birds—who are supposed to have nature’s clock inside them—can’t tell when to go to go to bed or get…