Side-By-Side
My love and I. Â He’s looking a bit scruffy as his beard grows back in and the sun glasses hide his wonderful eyes. Â The wind did my hair. Â It matters not. Â We were out in the sun and having fun. [...]
Violet Russell
She: “Someone’s at the door. Would you answer it?” He: “I suppose, but I don’t know what good it will do. The door doesn’t talk back.” She: “Neither should you! Who is the person behind the door?” He: “Name’s Violet Russell. Vi for short. Says she has a package for [...]
Adventures in (Washington State) Ferryland
In case some of you have been wondering how come Quilly hasn’t been by to visit you yet today … It’s not her fault. She went shopping, and she ain’t back yet. No, it’s not ’cause she can’t pry herself away from the sales and the glitter and the endless [...]
The Pot
She: “So I’m walking through the fair, and there’s this great big pot on a counter. I want it, but it’s so big that it wouldn’t work on our stove unless we used all four burners at the same time. And it’s so heavy, I can’t lift it! “Then the [...]
The Absent Quilly
As you’ll recall, gentle readers, the Quill has been a little less in evidence on the blogosphere of late, because she’s actively pursuing her dream of becoming a published author. As often as not these days, she and her computer are having a dialogue (it’s polite, most of the time) [...]