Three minutes is more than you need to eat a piece of cake… or to slip into another world, escaping through words, allowing yourself to be enfolded by the imaginary. Three minutes of reading so that you can have your head in the clouds all day long!
I remember her quick-footed return home after shopping; the bags put down on the kitchen counter and an admonishing word if my brother and I too quickly tried to peek into the bags. An always loving
It seemed endless, climbing towards the star-lit sky. Hundreds of thousands of them, crumbling, covered in moss. Erosion rounded the stone, made it softer. Rainwater pooled in the carved-out spaces
Standing at the bottom of the Grand Canyon looking upward, you feel simultaneously that you are nothing, just a tiny speck in the universe, and yet part of absolutely everything. Surrounded by these