Kate and I sat at in the darkened Chapel Street Players Playhouse at about 8 p.m.. The house was mostly full.
When Bethany Miller laid down, wrapped in an old Army olive drab Army blanket my chest tightened a bit. 375 more words
Thursday, January 26, 2017
Rainy and cold
At least it’s not snow, although I’m getting a little tired of rain. And it’s been so mild that the shrubs aren’t sure whether to stay dormant or to bud. 498 more words