Monthly Archives: September 2010

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Little Bee

It was a day, much like any other day, spent talking to friends, as he usually did. Just random communication about nothing of any great importance. He hardly noticed it at first, but nevertheless, there it was, a little bee. It was not any ordinary

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The last drone of summer…..

He said he hated Sunday afternoons. Hated the way time was void and stretched on, like plane trails in the sky. Normal life stops, and is distorted by a kind of emptiness. A bumble bee’s drone that fades but goes on for ever. Everything in

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A Thickness in the Air

I ran my hand idly over the top of the old stone fence, the roughness of it warm in the afternoon soon. It was pitted and scarred by years of sun and rain; the hands that had built it must have run to bone long

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Consider the Lilies

Heat lies over the summer garden like a too-perfumed blanket. The flowers, heavy lidded, gorgeous in their fecundity. I think someone compared them to prostitutes, once, and I can see why. They move only a little in the breeze, waiting for the bees to come

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Writer’s Retreat

I saw it on a discounted holiday cottage website and fell for the description: “19th century Alpine cottage, gorgeously unique with many original features. In a tranquil setting in the area where Charles Dickens wrote many of his classic works, this wonderful cottage would provide,

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The Longest Word

There are fish here, can you see them? Swimming around in the pond. Look, there’s one now. I smile and I run around, jumping over the water at the corners of the pool. It’s a grey day, but you get used to that here, and