"and Nature Needs Martha"
Gaia held out her hand and Giselle took it and stood up. The view of the incredible winter scene wavered a bit and suddenly they were in a beautiful meadow not far from the edge of a small town. Giselle...
"Three friends, while communing with nature, have a memorable summer picnic."
It was July seventeenth and the day of our group’s annual picnic.Ever since we’d graduated from college ten years ago we’d had a summer picnic. The first one had been to blow off steam the weekend after we’d learned that...
My monotone life.Shrill beeps are always the first sounds my ears hear, followed by an illogical frenzy to get ready to meet another shades-of-grey day. Toes painfully cramped in their black shoe cages pound the cold, grey concrete. A darker grey...
"A group of hikers have a day out in nature"
It had been unseasonably warm and sunny that morning as we pulled to the side of the road, next to a faded red dash painted on a tree. The three girls quickly got out of the car, eager for the...
"A bad storm makes for a good memory."
4:15 pm Ella couldn't see a thing out her window. The gray sky had opened up and flurries of powder were descending on the dark landscape. The lamps in the parking lot were obscured and the few cars remaining were quickly disappearing...
"Making love next to danger in the African Bush"
The early morning sun warmed our naked bodies as Steve and I carefully made our way through the African bush. As we walked in a dry riverbed, the yellow-green bark of the fever trees stood out amongst the green foliage...
"A sex therapist encounters more than she bargained for..."
Looking deep into Jack’s brown eyes, I thought I saw the hurt and distrust buried deep within. He met my gaze, not with arrogance or shame, just what looked like that he was waiting for me to throw him a...
"For the mind..."
At the ends of the tombs is Silence.It is spread above the fields.Chill winds blow making Silence in motion.Silence now moves further ahead, eyes staring at it.Only the throbbing of the leaves can be heard.Even wolves don’t dare to growl.They just...
"A fleeing man narrowly escapes his pursuers, and offers his reward to the spirit of the ice."
Snowflakes melt on my face as I numbly trudge through the ever-deeper cover of cotton-like snow. I give a silent prayer to the Gods for the cold. Else I would never have gotten this far.I reach a patch of windswept...
