The End of Summer

The day is hot. Hot, and I’m  exhausted and sluggish and full of effort from the heat. So sluggish I say,  lets drive to the river.   All summer long I’ve insisted on walking or biking, even carrying inner tubes and life vests and water and food and shoes and towels and pulling dogs on leashes.  Now I…

Mr. Liem’s Pet Shop

Mr. Liem’s Pet Shop By   C.S. Austin (Guest Blogger) I think on Christmas one of the cousins dumped half a can of fish food into Fluffy’s tank by accident, Fluffy being a goldfish that my small brother brought home once, to the consternation of parents. The water was murky and the major landscape elements – pagoda,…

Plain Jane

Someone once told me angels sang in heaven. The tall man with the black book clasped to his chest greeted us every Sunday. He talked of judgment and error and sin. He talked of angels. I sang in the choir but no one told me I was an angel. They informed me that I was…