Category Bucola
< Link to Bucola #1 There’s still no sun. No burst of light greets the day, or to ignore for half an hour before I start my day. I must wonder at this point: Is the sunlight that short, or… Continue Reading →
My wife just kicked me out of our house. She’d grown tired of my shenanigans and told me to take a hike. I told her about deadlines for writing jobs that wouldn’t allow a holiday, and she didn’t care. Her… Continue Reading →