Patsy’s Quail

PATSY’S QUAIL I take solace from their competence As they scurry around her grave, Nurses tending a bedside. They chitter and consult, Grey uniforms plumed and neat, Feet tracking the fresh dirt. They run busily Read more…

By lizmain, ago


The peaceful green rows of my raspberry patch today stand in stark contrast to my memories of the raspberry fields of my youth. Back then, raspberries were much more to me than just fruit; they Read more…

By lizmain, ago