Pine Trail

The cabin was bought fully furnished from an elderly couple who left behind what would now be considered valuable antiques. Two small bedrooms replete with horsehair beds, a combination Glenwood wood/kerosene kitchen stove; round golden oak drop-leaf table poised...

Buried Alive

Not unusual, this Tuesday. I hop on my bike and head downhill toward the vast indigo ocean with Maui shimmering across the channel, verdant rolling fields a parenthesis between me and the sea. I fondly regard the local dairy’s towering wooden silo alongside...

Stray

Why did we have to spot her? By all accounts the gods know we have done our best, taking on one too many before, now knowing our limits and that of our yard and sanity; Yet there she was, and we felt before seeing, noticed slight movement and heard a low warning...

After the Rain

As if there could be too much rain in a water-parched world we head out, two spotted canines jostling for space in the Scion’s passenger seat chasing bright, leaving gathering darkness behind; Off the highway we turn downhill toward a squall-rimmed sea, heavy mist...