Saturday, April 30, 2016

A Squall!

  "Caleb! Anna!"   We ran outside and saw a huge cloud, horribly black, moving toward us pver the north fields. Papa slid down the roof, helping Sarh after him.   "A squall!" he yelled to us. He help up his arms and Sarah jumped off the…

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Dune

  After dinner, Sarah drew pictures to send home to Maine. She began a charcoal drawing of fields, rolling like the sea rolled. She drew a sheep whose ears were too big. And she drew a windmill.   "Windmill was my first word," said Caleb.…

She Sat on the Porch Alone

  The sheep made Sarah smile. She sank her fingers into their thick, coarse wool. She talked to them, running with the lambs, letting them sucks on her fingers. She named them after her favorite aunts, Harriet and Mattie and Lou. She lay down…

Saturday, April 23, 2016

When Will We Sing?

  Seal stretched and made a small cat sound. I watched her circle the dogs and sniff the air. Caleb came out and stood beside me.   "When will we sing?" he whispered.   I shook my head, turning the white stone over and over in my hand.…

Bring the Sea

  Caleb slipped his hand into mine as we stood on the porch, watching the road. He was afraid.   "Will she be nice?" he asked. "Like Maggie?"   "Sarah will be nice," I told him.   "How far away is Maine?" he asked.   "You know how…

Sunday, April 17, 2016

But They Couldn't

  I wiped my hands on my apron and went to the window. Outside, the prairie reached out and touched the places where the sky came down. Though winter was nearly over, there were patches of snow and ice everywhere. I looked at the long dirt road…

Sunday, April 10, 2016

Beauty - be not Caused, It is

  This was, I realised, a beautiful planet. Maybe it was the most beautiful of all. But beauty creates its own troubles. You look at a waterfall or an ocean or a sunset, and you find yourself wanting to share it with someone.   "Beauty - be…

Saturday, April 2, 2016

The Nature of Reality

The Nature of Reality Civilised life, you know, is based on a huge number of illusions in which we all collaborate willingly. The trouble is we forget after a while that they are illusions and we are deeply shocked when reality is…