I’d taken to the deepest forest,
Slipping under darknight canopy,
Desperate for a glittering mask,
A gilt-net bag of Turkish Delight,
Strands held tight in concealing ice. Continue reading
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The Hundred Acre Wood Goes Dark
Carrots. Original public domain image from Wikimedia Commons
Family, friends and relations were spread all about the warren’s floor, bellies pooched upwards, at the insistence of their innards. The holiday feast, so successful, meant that nobody had energy enough to grab the remote and turn on the football game. “Oh my!” they all sighed. Continue reading
When Good Bears Go Bad
Smokey sighed and sniffed the shirt front and wide-brimmed hat of the abandoned Park Ranger uniform. It had been dropped near the scenic overview, next to the Michigan-plated Lexus. Betsy likely hadn’t even noticed that her guide had paws, not hands and feet.
An Ounce of Prevention, or Who’s Chasing Whom?
Betsy jogged through the underbrush, pounding her Calphalon saucepan with a designer stainless slotted spoon. The rhythm was irregular, to keep the grizzly ahead in a state of terrified confusion. Continue reading
Valley of the Trolls 