The Old Couch… by Jaye Marie Davis

The morning sun warmed the memories in the heart of the old couch, spreading through the worn feather cushions to the wooden framework, easing the pain of arthritic rigours. A rustling in the tree above announced the presence of a lone squirrel. Landing on a cushion with a soft thud, the squirrel began to stretch […]

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The First Thing you See… by Books & Bonsai

The First Thing You See… There has long been a standing joke in our house, that it is impossible for me to leave anything alone. Never satisfied, that’s me. They just don’t understand. I constantly wonder if a creation, doesn’t matter what it is, could be better. It’s not really my fault if something inside […]

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