Part 5 She focused on the stone itself. It was dark gray, weathered by time, covered with lichens. The lantern section of a church steeple came to mind. A solid base with those few letters and the date. There were four columns. ‘How weird.’ She thought. The top of the columns looked like spears. OrContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
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Naive
Winter Season
Esther Esther observed her guest. His head was much closer to the ceiling than hers. She knew her house was small. It was a guess on her part that she had 7 foot ceilings. It was really hard to tell what build he had under his coat. But she was assuming he was slender. TheContinue reading “Winter Season”
Shadows on the road
My last weight loss journey: the chart
114 – 149: talk about overwhelming. This is what the chart says I should weigh. 😳 How about healthy? Are you at a healthy weight? Does weighting between these two numbers mean I’m healthy? No cholesterol issues. No high blood pressure. No diabetes (sugar). How did these become the magic numbers? I know, I’m askingContinue reading “My last weight loss journey: the chart”
My reply
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part 4 A young man stuck his head out of a door, “thanks boss.” If the look on his face was an indicator, Mini might be on the menu. “Are you the only game in town?” They started walking away from the garage around the hotel, toward what might be Main Street. “No, my formerContinue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
Winter Season
Inside The wind whipped down the street in cold December fashion. The first day of the month was turning out to be a bear. He snuggled a little tighter in his coat. He did love winter but could do without the wind unless he was all snuggled into his blanket on the couch. This windContinue reading “Winter Season”
Waste not. Want not.
I’m a diy kinda girl. Why buy it when I can make it and decorate it.
Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?
Part 3 Dracula always fascinated Bo. The intrigue. The mystery. The underlying tension caused her mind to race. She fell asleep with Dracula dancing through her dreams. A lengthy stretch was followed by rolling over to check the time, 9 am on Saturday. This was the best nights sleep she’d had in a long time.Continue reading “Dracula’s Summer Home: Rushsylvania?”
