Tales From The Country

For more than a decade, I lived on a small farm in Oxfordshire. It wasn't a working farm, but our Austrian landlady liked to keep horses and cows, the cows the kind that reminded her of Austria. She also bred lurchers and was a hunt supporter so during the season, we'd occasionally hear the horn blaring as hunters on horseback would rush by chasing foxes. This all sounds romantic, and perhaps it would have been if there hadn't been a sleepy decay eroding that strange little farm. In my "Tales From The Country", I write about what that farm had to teach me about nature. To read Tales From The Country, click here.

Points of Interest

Jeremy shows up with a big grin on his face. Rachael's only been home a couple of hours; she isn't surprised: their family's been friends for years and the first person her mother would call is his. Rachael's home. Deliver Jeremy. (Traveling back in time, sharing memories, do you risk a second chance? If you answer yes, click here.)

Jimmy and the Ark

"You promised, Jimmy. Mommy got you a surprise just like she said so you're going to stay in your room all night and be good. No coming downstairs. No running around screaming. No spoiling the party." He doesn't like the surprise: (To read more about Jimmy and how he spoils the party, click here.)

Family Drive

On Saturday morning J.C. called me up to ask if I'd be interested in helping him track down his wife. They'd had a torrential fight on Wednesday and she'd taken off with the car. It wasn't a good time. I hadn't gotten any sleep because the morning before I'd woken up with a huge cockroach on my face— (To read more about tracking wives and taking care of parrots on drugs, click here.)

Sight of Vision

Meg Lindsey was seeing her niece off at the airport. It was an early Wednesday morning and the airport was held in a soft calm. She stopped to look at the monitors, arrivals and departures bouncing and flickering like digitized fireflies. (To read more about how Meg lives life with her eyes half closed, click here.)

Slipping Through Glass

She was glad the screen door was still shut between them. She didn't know what to say, waiting for Roy, who seemed to be waiting for her. He hadn't grown much—they were eye to eye, only he wasn't looking at her. (Should you still look after your step-children, even if you've already gotten rid of the husband? To read more, click here.)

Table of Self Indulgence

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