It Happened One Summer by Blanche Day Manos In my neck of the woods, everything gets ornery in the summertime. Critters, humans, even bugs are easy riled. There’s nothing like the heat of a white-orange sun blazing down from a copper-colored sky to make varmints out of the most lowly of pesky, everyday things, particularly […]
The Wild Downhill Ride
Mrs. Potts was lonely. The winter was long and cold, the days were dark and short, and snow kept hanging onto the streets like the remnants of an old, torn coat. The phone rang. Mrs. Deer’s voice came over the line. “Come on over for a bowl of stew and cornbread.” “Sure,” Mrs. Potts said, […]
Those Amazing Little Pop-Ups
Yesterday afternoon, as I went to the mailbox, I glanced up the hill and there they were, white and shiny even from a distance. Several pop-up mushrooms or toadstools graced my neighbor’s yard. Of course, my trusty camera and I couldn’t pass up this chance. For some reason, mushrooms remind me of Ireland. Why is […]
The Not So Nice Mice
·A Fable By Blanche Day Manos The hundred year-old barn was home to a cow, a rooster, some hens, and a mule who pulled a plow. The days they spent in working; each one did its best, and when the sun sank from the sky, the animals wanted rest. But, when evening fell across the […]