Good evening, Kathy. It’s Monday.
You step lightly, bouncing from rock to rock. You feel like a gazelle in full flight across wide open terrain. Except you are hoping up a tight stream bed strewn with rocks of various sizes. 448 more words
I have been slacking off in the writing department for far too long now. Like I said in my last post, way back when……like way back…like back in April back. 382 more words