By Brian R Sorrell
This morning Charlie woke up and found the breakfast I had left for him and the toy cars and blocks I had lined up last night after he went to bed and I knew he would stay occupied for a while so I drifted back to sleep because it was a crisp late spring morning and… Read more
It’s time to straighten the pictures on the wall, sweep up Winter’s dust and degrease the kitchen and bicycle. The little boy won’t need baths every day because he’s got the sea and nobody to answer to. Summer shine is coming and with it we’ll lay even further back into days of cheeseburger lethargy and… Read more
As storms roll out past the setting sun, the gray clouds brighten at the edges, an orange green lighting the spring grass, twinkling in Noodle’s eyes. He shouts and points with both hands: “Look! Mirror clouds!” I warn him it looks like rain and we might have to take our parade inside if cats and… Read more