TWO PEAS IN A POD
Another passing thought… Fracturing them down their spines she emptied the peas from their pods into a terra-cotta bowl. She inspected the peas with an archeological eye. ‘They look like dinosaur eggs’. She took a pinch full and popped them in her mouth. The elder flour cordial that was left on her fingers mingled with the fresh cut grass taste of the peas. It made her think of...
ICE CREAM SUNDAY
Here is a passing thought… She ran from the cathedral screaming. Screaming ‘I’ve seen it’! She was wearing a coat that looked as though the print had been made by crushing lipstick sticks into it while wearing woolen socks. Her expression knickerbockerglorified the situation. It made me smile… The jeweled grass licked her bare souled feet while salisbury turned...