Posts Tagged ‘dogs’
The Winds Whispering Among the Trees
“Fucking winter.” Billy spat. “Fuck you.” With every footfall his boots slipped in the snow. He was walking up the hill behind the house with the snow falling even now in the late days of February. “Fuck you.” Billy said to himself. “I hate you,” he said to himself. He stopped to catch his breath.…
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And billy carried the dog. He picked her up from her quaking legs in the parking lot and cradled her tenderly in his arms, part of it a hug and the other a carry, and he brought her into the clinic room where Melissa waited and closed the door behind them. He was about to…
Read MoreThe Last Bits of Light
“I hope the winds don’t pick up again. That was horrible last night.” Billy was lowering the blinds on the bathroom window. The window was open to let in the air that blew cool down the mountains, and the night before when the winds picked up the blinds shook and slammed against the windowpane over…
Read MoreThe Things You Do
As an aside, I started this first sentence as “There’s a lot to this life that we know…”, but I’d truncate that to read “There’s a lot to this life.” Full stop. Here we go. I’m having trouble concentrating, the third party chatter of life is deafening at the moment. Again, here we go… There…
Read MoreMy Silence
Some mornings I wake up with the sun shining full in our bedroom windows, and the windows are left open slightly overnight to draw in the cool air, so in the mornings they also draw in the sound of the birds in the trees of the park across the street. And when I walk the…
Read MoreSix Ravens
Six ravens in the sky and one peeled off from the rest. That left 5 ravens together cawing their way up, circling on warm air pocketed below the mountain and one raven ditching toward the forest canopy with it’s wings tucked tight against the body, twisting and checking speed and balance, twisting into the branches…
Read MoreThe Old Dog, once again
Last night the old dog got in a fight. There’s a dog in the neighborhood she’s had a grudge against for seven or eight years. All that time ago, walking in the forests that climb the flanks of the mountain toward Canmore Wall, she met this dog and the two of them instantly got into…
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