Our vacation to Italy was like a tour bus to the surface of the sun. We strolled around Rome and Venice, seeing whose flip-flops would melt first.
Maddy wanted to go shopping. I didn’t, but the alternative of sticking to and peeling Continue reading Heat Wave
Most of the family attended the reunion. Aunts, uncles, cousins. It promised to be fun.
The book drew her in. Each page pulled the curtain to another world back centimeter by centimeter.
The girls were disappearing. The protagonist engaged, Continue reading Window
The old dock groaned beneath him, a wooden creature breathing to the pulse of the waves below. Stretched out, he returned to his book during this break in work. The summer sun felt like a hot iron on his back. Continue reading Wharf Rats
A path of stone and rails of steel run away into the abundant green of summer. Liesl is lost in the rhythm. Doesn’t notice as I stop, take a sip from my canteen. Unkas pauses briefly, then pads on.
Birds flick by overhead. The haze burns off, promising more heat.
It is Sunday morning and our sojourn will come to an end. The madness of business resumes tomorrow. Our respite flies to the vault of memory. Continue reading Hiking Rails