Short Read: A Snail’s Search, Part VIII

3 August 20223 August 2022 ~ Carrie

It was the kind of day that snails celebrate: not too hot, and steamy with humidity. As the very small snails gathered at the White, two were talking excitedly. A snail with a spiral shell was aflutter, repeatedly asking about the Legend. Another tiny snail was waving her antennae nonstop, proclaiming that she had heard that someone had been told that the Legend had been sighted. Sophie took the chatter in with a bemused smile, then said, “little snails, gather around – we have news about Gaston!”

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Haiku: Fugacious Feathers

29 November 2021 ~ Carrie

Finding the unexpected is one of life’s small pleasures. “Ordinary” beauty is all around us, even in some of the most unglamorous places. When you see it, take time to appreciate it – even if it’s the kind of ephemera that exists for mere moments.

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Haiku: Quotidian Quietude

7 October 2021 ~ Carrie

Now that it’s Fall, sunrise occurs later, which provides me with some time in the morning to read, write, attend to indoor tasks, or simply think while it’s dark and quiet…before I need to go out and tend the animals. It’s a welcome period in days that sometimes feel like I’m racing the clock.

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Haiku: Mercurial Mammatus

4 October 2021 ~ Carrie

A strong storm blew in yesterday – the kind that made me wish I’d shut the solid coop door (often open for airflow this time of year, with the chickens safe behind a wire-covered “screen” door). The rain pounded the earth in slanted sheets, and the trees’ limbs flailed in the whipping wind. Thunder rattled the glassware in the china cabinet and I steered clear of the windows, wary of the brilliant flashes of lightning.

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Short Read: A Snail’s Search, Part VII

23 August 2021 ~ Carrie

As he contemplated how to get across the Gray, Sylvie’s warnings about its terrible dangers were still fresh in Gaston’s memory. Yet, he felt compelled to go there, feeling that some important event loomed in his future, and that it was inextricably entwined with his quest. He gazed at it with trepidation and worked up his courage.

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Haiku: Diaphanous Descent

31 July 2021 ~ Carrie

The pleasures of pareidolia…like seeing a vaporous Phoenix in the sky. What does this cloud formation look like to you?

On this final day of July, let’s welcome August for its possibilities. We start anew, with a fresh month beginning. August: rising from July’s ashes. Welcome!