Happiness

I phoned my friend the other night.  It’s a bad time of the year for him, the marking of an anniversary that makes him sad. ‘It was a night just like this,’ he told me, ‘gorgeous, still, warm; swallows skimming the grass.  I sat out late enjoying an evening that lasted forever, and then the … Continue reading Happiness

Worms

Teeming it was, when I opened the lid.  A sight to behold.  But I’m jumping ahead too quickly, I must tell you what came before. Months ago, E. dug the plot over.  He laid a fleece down and weighted each corner with a large heavy stone; said it would suppress the tenacious - now invasive … Continue reading Worms