Circumstances – March 29, 2021

Um, long short flash. Fiction. Purely fiction. Been out of town for about thirty years. Really out of town.  Out of state. Out of the country.  Long enough if I didn’t have friends in high places, I’d have had serious problems getting back into the country. Long enough I’d learned an exotic new language. LearnedContinue reading “Circumstances – March 29, 2021”

Casual Repartee – March 25, 2021

Innuendo. “You’re staring.” “Oh.  Sorry, Ma’am.” “Some men!” “Some women.” “What is that supposed to mean?” “No offense. Some women just have a natural appeal.  Classic beauty.” “Is that supposed to be flattery?” “No.” “What is it then?” “Not supposed to be flattery.  It is flattery.  You are a beautiful woman.  You should be usedContinue reading “Casual Repartee – March 25, 2021”

End of an Era – March 21, 2021

Well, things change. I guess that’s to be expected. Working to repair damages from the freakish winter storm here, I thought at Casa Spwilcen, we’d been smacked more than others.  Turns out that was not the case.  My first clue to the extent of damages was when I noticed the flood of panel trucks, pickupContinue reading “End of an Era – March 21, 2021”

Vignette – Summer 1970? – March 16, 2021

Photo by Tomas Anunziata on Pexels.com Hell, some of the roads had no centerlines. Some ‘roads’ weren’t, in fact, roads. Home late. Almost home, anyway.  Still headed in that direction.  Driving my ’64 Impala.  Groove wheels.  Even then, in 1970.1  Super Sport two-door hardtop.  Midnight blue. Powder blue bucket seats, floor shift.   Pulled all theContinue reading “Vignette – Summer 1970? – March 16, 2021”

Claxbury Episode VI – February 25, 2021

Claxbury CornersVI Second Thoughts Continuing to look back a few years, after what I’ve recounted so far from those late spring and early summer days, things-Claxbury began to pop like March irises.   Once you set things in motion you often better jump back or get run-over by events.  That was okay, except it seems eventsContinue reading “Claxbury Episode VI – February 25, 2021”

Taking Care of Gramps – February 23, 2021

“You take your pain med, Lloyd?  Don’t nod.  Bet you didn’t.  Swallow, you old coot!” … “Gramps!  Where’s Gram?  Never mind. Just popped-in to see you took your med before breakfast.  Here.  Swallow!  See you this afternoon.” … “Mr. Dewey, you take your pain med?  Stop making faces.  Swallow.  Attaboy. Now, off to breakfast!” …Continue reading “Taking Care of Gramps – February 23, 2021”

Romeo O Romeo – February 20, 2021

Claxbury CornersV Romeo O Romeo It didn’t look that I’d quickly make it home to a double Irish and feet up on the coffee table. Seeing as Drew offered, I left him to cover dinner and to finish his chat with Corrine.  From Madge’s Restaurant, I headed again down Main Street past the firebarn towardContinue reading “Romeo O Romeo – February 20, 2021”

Two-day Rule – February 18, 2021

Stewardship Delivered by truckBurning fossil fuel.Packaged in cardboardWe cannot reuse.Protected by pillowsUnfit for sleep.Insulated by peanutsWe cannot eat.Wrapped in plasticWe throw away. There’s no deposit.And no return.It doesn’t matter.It’s not my concern. After we destroy her,She will destroy us.It’s clear. Mother Earth –Recycles. — Writer’s Woe Six solid words lacking credible plot. — Two-day RuleContinue reading “Two-day Rule – February 18, 2021”

Responsibilities II – February 12, 2021

Constable is a good man. He brings sense of responsibility to his work, very sincerely wishing to help people.  We are to him, surely, a remote and tedious outpost.  As Foundry Manager, it was my responsibility to meet him when tragedy brought him here officially one afternoon. “Constable Beechard, we have experienced a most unfortunateContinue reading “Responsibilities II – February 12, 2021”

Responsibilities – February 11, 2021

My stint as Constable in the village of Billemonju isn’t always enjoyable.  Citizens are nice enough. Innocently, they try my patience, tremendously, daily.  Due mostly to cultural differences. We’re all trying.  I think. Returned from arbitrating ownership of snakes killed scything summer grain, I was sweat-soaked and hungry.  Neither a change of clothes nor lunchContinue reading “Responsibilities – February 11, 2021”