The Mire

The ruddy mire impressed itself upon the mind of the man as a great and reeking carcass. He stood over the bracken and the quitch, smoking languidly, the fetid smell of the swamp ranging over his senses like a titanic and pestilential wave. The sun was robed in thick and swirling clouds above which girded… Continue reading The Mire

The Photographer’s Dilemma (I)

Ariadne Campbell scoffed. "It's... really quite dreadful. He's talented, clearly, but it's just so... grotesque." The woman's companion, a bulky man with golden hair, dressed in a blazer that was far less expensive than it looked, folded his arms took a step away from the painting. He scanned the composition for a few moments and… Continue reading The Photographer’s Dilemma (I)

The Farm and the Forest (Part VII)

~7~ Spring Is Coming “Do you know of the Forest, dog?” The battered orange tabby lay pooled in a furry puddle atop the kennel where the despondent matronly German Shepherd lay. It was still cold and snow stood heaped in mounds, cast to the side by the older worker bays who dutifully plowed the paths… Continue reading The Farm and the Forest (Part VII)

The Farm and the Forest (Part VI)

~6~ A New Day Dawns The winter had been long and grueling. More than a few animals on the Farm had succumbed to the cold or shortages in rations. Others had been dragged off in the twilight hours by the ravenous animals of the Forest who always struggled in the cold months and became frantic… Continue reading The Farm and the Forest (Part VI)

The Farm and the Forest (Part V)

~5~ Things Begin to Unravel In the days following the meeting, an air of hopefulness and possibility pervaded the Farm. All of the animals took to their chores with gusto, even the Farm birds. Harvest was approaching and all of the best crops were ripening. The silo would soon be filled and the reserve stores… Continue reading The Farm and the Forest (Part V)

The Farm and The Forest (Part IV)

~4~ The Momentous Meeting The day of the Meeting was heralded by clouds on the horizon with hazy sunlight filtering through. The young farm goose was nervous but confident. He may be asked questions, and he wanted to do his best. He was desperate to be noticed and respected. The geese were assembled in front… Continue reading The Farm and The Forest (Part IV)

The Farm and the Forest (Part III)

~3~ All Seems Calm Before a Storm And so it was that the crotchety wild goose came to be a member of the Farm. The biggest of the farm geese fell all over themselves to earn the favor of the exotic foreigner, retrieving his grain for him and expanding his place in the pen to… Continue reading The Farm and the Forest (Part III)