What if a book…

What if a book had the power to change the temperature of your life, stir warmth into a cold heart, light a fire in a stale room?  What if a book had the power to speak so directly to your soul that it seemed the author had been peering into your windows day after day? …

A little birdwatching

We stood at the top of the hill, at the particular bend in the road where we always turned around, pivoted in the mud, and stood rooted in it, our boots sinking in with stubbornness: here is where we will stay. The sun was setting in a rush; already the shadows rose up from the…