I have a very important task for you, fellow bloggers and blog readers. I’m from a small community on the Labrador coast called St. Lewis. And though you most definitely have not heard of it, this little town has been my home for over 20 years. I love this place and its people. Now, as… Continue reading I need your help; a Facebook love story.
treasure The paper was laid on the desk in the middle of the room. There was no pencil, no pen, no lines swollen on the page. I was curious. What if there's something on the other side? I watched the ink dry on my own paper as I contemplated the journey to flip the paper… Continue reading Treasure.
We can't be one without. I saw you at a cabin. You sat with your legs dangling over the deck, not nearly touching. I saw the drink you mixed and wondered, rye? You're too smart for beer, I see. I thought I might extend, my hand. Take chances. I wondered if you'd feel the same.… Continue reading One without.