The French Canary’s Womb — The French Canary’s Womb The weather wasn’t too bad for the third day of March. It was a bit on the cool side at 8 AM, which wasn’t typical for a March day on the Canary Islands. Lucas and Eloise traveled from France and arrived to the islands almost a week earlier and found…

The Fifth of Spring — The Fifth of Spring No this is not about a fifth of distilled spirits like Bourbon, you might buy to celebrate the first day of spring. Nor is it about a particular holiday in the beginning of May that many people celebrate by drinking margaritas while munching on tortilla chips. It just happens to…

The vacuum cleaner was plugged in, of course it required the unplugging of a lamp and an extension cord that no one actually knew where it… — The vacuum cleaner was plugged in, of course it required the unplugging of a lamp and an extension cord that no one actually knew where it went. Not too far from the wall socket, about a quarter of the way into the room, the vacuum cleaner sat idle. The task…

You can feel the warmth, depending upon your take of the tone of their voices. We say things to each other, often in a tone that to us is… — You can feel the warmth, depending upon your take of the tone of their voices. We say things to each other, often in a tone that to us is neutral and maybe even kind. The recipient on the other end, may not always take that tone as a sign of…

Your Reality is Now — Your Reality is Now “What time is it? Does anybody really know?” Spoonful or two of sugar is rushedly sprinkled on a freshly poured bowl of cereal. A Dior rouge lipstick makes its way to a sensuous pair of inviting lips. A selected key opens the lock on the gardeners tool shed. Shoelaces are…

Art of Interview: “An interview is a story looking for bookends.” Interviewer interviewee? There’s no two sides, it’s multi-dimensional… — Art of Interview: “An interview is a story looking for bookends.” Interviewer interviewee? There’s no two sides, it’s multi-dimensional. You may think you are one or the other. …

The Story of Real: If Real were a character, what would it be? A happenstance? Perhaps a chance-in-stance? There is the old standby…… — The Story of Real: If Real were a character, what would it be? A happenstance? Perhaps a chance-in-stance? There is the old standby… kismet. Which equals fate in anybody’s language. Margaret MacDonald; by this stage of her life was virtually called by everyone she knew plane old Meg. Every once…

There is only one thing shorter than the longevity of a New Year’s resolution, it’s the time it takes the person behind you at a stoplight… — There is only one thing shorter than the longevity of a New Year’s resolution, it’s the time it takes the person behind you at a stoplight to honk their horn when the signal light turns green. Well, maybe some resolutions can last longer, but then you have to cozy up…

My Christmas Campfire: It was the gentlest of gentle rains that started to fall. The time was around 10 PM Christmas Eve. The campfire… — My Christmas Campfire: It was the gentlest of gentle rains that started to fall. The time was around 10 PM Christmas Eve. The campfire before me was perfect in its size, yielding just the right amount of crackling sounds and heat. I was comfortably sitting with legs crossed on the…