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From our gauntly utilitarian porch, the tawdry majesty of Modernia, the city of dreams, stretched and sloped out below like a pleasant suggestion of...

If people ask, I'll tell them how great of a mother you were. You died thirteen years ago today and it was hard to endure. When your life ended...

Pruning back roses, My secateurs selected, snipping at the stems!

A gripping tale about baby Ernie's teething problems getting completely out of control.

Summary but certainly not summery, though quite springlike towards the end of the month. Using precisely one hundred words per day, here’s my account of the things that went on in my Bulgarian life during the latter fourteen days of February.

A second bite at the Teeth Tales challenge.

A man learns the the truth about a family legend. Inspired by a painting by CRW Nevinson.

Danny & Julie's Story - Part 4

I am not a fairy. I know that's a loaded statement. Please allow me to rephrase. I am a mouse. I collect teeth. I have been doing this since 1894 and...