Monthly Archives: December 2011

The dark brown swirling waters of the Mississippi River meant that he was almost home. It had been another milk run taking duck hunters to the South Arkansas Delta. Cole Drake adjusted the plane’s trim, pulled back on the throttle … Continue reading →

The early frost had killed much of the garden. Plants and weeds lay wilted and brown on the soil.  Judith diligently pulled up the dead stalks and vines and placed them in the red wheelbarrow. The low fall sun slipped … Continue reading →

Short stories from this week for your reading pleasure: Jack: It’s Jack the dog’s finest moment as a watchdog. I believe in you*: You can do something amazing. I know it. The Helpers: A man, a farty dog and a … Continue reading →

Wood floors. Wood walls. Wood ceiling. And a giant wood desk. The older man sat in a study that would be the dream of any termite.  He quietly wrote into a leather black book with a fairly expensive ink pen. … Continue reading →