Since dark, stormy nights are also excellent for staying indoors, they are also prime times for writing. This evening, a few little stories from recent past that have previously been sitting in a digital pile are moving from mere thoughts into narratives. I do hope you enjoy them, these anecdotes, this story being a selection … More A Word On the Audacity and Identity Crises of Squirrels
I arrived in Atlanta from Boston around 11:30 am. Immediately, I noticed how the social temperature was different in the South as compared to the North. Anybody who serves food or greets you actually takes more than a few moments to be polite, courteous, kind, and respectful, something most definitely lacking anywhere I’ve lived. Most … More Meeting Atlanta’s fiiiiiine Grandma Magnet
This is a tale of a little brown princess, who has attained, perhaps, the age of two at this time. She happens to live next door to me, and her name is a mysterious, Noz. ______________________________________ One wintry Saturday, I was strolling in my neighborhood and I became aware of a gentleman and his little … More Tales of Noz
