Spookiest Halloween. I was in 6th or 7th grade, and my choir did an exchange with a choir in Lexington, MA. Choir families put us up in their homes. After the big Halloween party, my housemate/choir friend and I walked back to her house with a few other kids. It was pitch black out. The…
Follow on Instagram Beauty. I was walking through my day, marking my time in all the usual ways. Then in one moment, I looked over, and everything changed. The ordinary became the extraordinary, the drab flashed and refuse became art. Inevitably, it was fleeting. As a good steward of the planet, I recycled it. #annieshortstories
Follow on Instagram At the end of a crappy day, I needed a warm lift. I set my little espresso machine to go and went to shed my work clothes for my comfy on-the-couch-clothes. When I returned, there was no doubt who understood me, who knew what I needed to brighten my dreary day. Not…
Follow on Instagram Bertie, Gertrude, and Candi were looking forward to their tropical vaca. Candi packed the tanning oil and beach hats. Gertrude managed the maps and tunes. Bertie was in charge of snacks. Loaded up and ready for takeoff, in blew a sudden storm. Alas, their flight was canceled. Instead of getting their feathers…
Follow on Instagram I am the keeper of the eggs. Each morning I carefully gather them from their fluffy spot. A gift from my lovely ducks. If I should forget to do my job, four webbed feet flip-flap over to me. Tilted feathered heads look up and raucously remind me, that I am the keeper…
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