Inky Dusk

Dusk counterpoint to SunWork The sun goes down Without a sound. Sweet Nature holds her breath Cold clammy cloud A dank dark shroud Prepares to hide the death Days warmth now flees…

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SunWork

SunWork Night blackened sky Twilight is nigh When chrome-steel waters glow. And better yet Stark silhouettes Dimensional will grow Black leaves bare seen Turn gentle green Oak trunks to mellow brown A silver sea…

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The Stickler

Stickler gets Bopped 'He hit me.' Trembling lips and misty eyes bestow the hurt bloodhound look, complete with agonized droopy face. So, what's a grandad to do? I share a hug. deliver…

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4 Weeks Today

Yes, 4 Weeks Today You can't start the next chapter if you keep re-reading the last one … We're moving to the East Neuk of Fife. It is full of history…

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