Truth, or consequences
The time lapse didn’t go through. The phone died on the end table where it was perched upon a patio chair. For now, and for ever, the shadows of the clouds upon the craggy peaks will only ever live in my mind. Their supple bodies hovering not so distantly over the leathery faces of Turtleback Mountain. Each one of these little darlings holds a storm. … Continue reading Truth, or consequences