The drizzles were followed by a little pitter-patter on the slate roof and then finally the fall of drops so big, they appeared stream-like. The clouds had just melted down in love of the sky while the wind carried them across. The tiny droplets of… Read More
Tagetes in full bloom and at the same time on the brink of withering. Marking a fabulous bygone season of winter reap and at the same time depicting the onset of the sowing period. Here comes along swarms of butterflies that look like tethered flowers… Read More
The wind sweeps the last of the fallen leaves from the driveway. It was getting grey and dim outside. Bagira, our beagle boy sneaked inaudibly and sat by the fireplace. The bread was puffing up in the oven and steaming spiced tea was brewing in the… Read More
They say that a house is the manifestation of its owner. Donna’s apartment is quite a character like her. The walls have a flock of photo frames, souvenirs from all the places she has voyaged and titbits from the all the flea markets she has… Read More
A sky of the color Carolina and the winds of the mood Cerulean, there is a smidgeon of foggy clouds near the corners of the sky. In my Palladiums, I walk towards the end of the countryside unparticular of the program. It’s just a stroll… Read More
In the Lincoln county of Newport, past the West Bull ranches of Ivytown had little Manolo’s dream brewing in a white country house surrounded by alpine trees. Manolo lived with his single mother, Gennine and their dog, Memphis. Gennine had a small novelty store and… Read More
Little Rudolph arrived tippy toed during the last days of snowy winter. The moist tree saps were turning crackly crisp again in the soft winter sun. The dull foliage and leaves around were showing hints of green and vermillion. Nature was singing and Rudolph in… Read More
“They serve black pudding for breakfast. And no, it does not snow all year long!” This Nordic land with Scandinavian heritage and a Germanic accent was inhabited by the first Viking explorers. And rightly so because who would think of setting up their camps at… Read More
“The season is going to peak in a month. There are going to be a lot of bookings” “Does that mean that the shift will extend?” said a worried Chantel. Chantel was only three months into the front desk. The pressure has already started to… Read More
Somewhere in the East Sussex countryside of South East England, there is a fern unrolling a young frond. This magical leaf made of smaller leaflets will multiply and create its own green territory. It may be of less beauty to the by passers, an outgrowth… Read More
Muscari Lane 