Tag Archives: short-story
Butterflies: Not Free, Evidently
OK, let me get this out of the way right up front–I’m not really an opera guy. I do appreciate classical music and have been supporting it live for many years, but I guess one of the main attractions for me has been the absence of singing. I just get too distracted when somebody walks …
Sunday Rando Springs Occurrence
On a sunny Springs morning when the leaves have finally budded out and every tree is swaying in the mountain breeze to say “How t’cha do?”, I can think of little more satisfying than to stroll downtown for a cuppa my favorite morning brew at my favorite morning brewjoint. So that’s what I found myself …
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