El Oso y Madrono. It's where the world meets when you are in Madrid. It's where the adventure begins...a vino tinto for two...a reunion with friends at La Fontana de Oro... perhaps a match-up between the matador y el toro... Other nights it's content to take a paseo, arm in arm with your amor, enchanted … Continue reading El Oso y Madrono
Brief fictional episodes or entries, usually accompanied with a picture to capture your imagination and hopefully have you wanting to read more.
Easy Being Green
It is easy being green, nestled there between the leaves and lemons, barely to be seen.
Love Is In The Air
He paced the small stretch of sandy beach on the island. His hands dug deep inside the pockets of his white linen pants. Five months ago he found the note in the bottle. He waded quickly into the water to snatch it up before the current could take it back out. After running back to … Continue reading Love Is In The Air
Inside Looking Out
When darkness surrounds and worry abounds; Hold fast! Be not dismayed. In the darkest of rooms Inside our homes, our souls Hope Exists. Look out and you will find light inside.
Table for Two
Rosevilla, Ormond Beach, FL. I waited for you, at our table for two. I could see your smile, your hand in mine as we stared lovingly beyond the trials and the joys. Us two, cross starred lovers till the end did we love each other. And so I waited for you longingly. Only to remember … Continue reading Table for Two
Washington Oaks State Park, Florida This oasis. It is nestled there. Available for any and all who seek respite and care from life's worries and weights. In fact, it waits for you there... The oasis of prayer will take you there.
Grown. Grounded. Taller.
Washington Oaks State Park, Florida Here I have grown. Waiting for you. Not because you yearned to see me, but that you discovered me. You marveled at my immensity. You wondered how old I was. You climbed me adventurously when you were ten and I was one thousand. You brought your joys, your loves and … Continue reading Grown. Grounded. Taller.
Rain in the life of a young man
When he was a child thunder was a conversation he could not understand. A not so pleasant conversation. One time a storm was so violent it sounded as though an enormous beast would break through the clouds and land heavily on their house. The only object that fell from the sky was hail the size … Continue reading Rain in the life of a young man
"Why do you come here every night?" he whispered low. The bartender stared down the eyes of the man half drunk as he poured him his fifth whiskey and soda water. "Why Bobby? Why?" The deadpan pupils finally flipped and met Emmet's, who was half surprised to see a shimmer of life. The signal of … Continue reading Every Night
There was no reason to look at the sky at that particular moment. He did anyway. In between the grey matter of dusty looking storm clouds clearing the sky he saw the rainbow. It sat there unassuming, not assuming that anyone would particularly notice or care. But he did. Nature painted the sky with a … Continue reading Rainbow Palm