Here in Concord (California) it’s Girl Scout cookie season. As usual, the girls have set up sales stands at shopping centers and an occasional neighborhood sidewalk. Every time I see one of them, I am reminded that the Girl Scouts is the cultural epicenter of the earth-shaking taste treat known as the s’more. As many of you know, unlike a cookie, a s’more cannot be mass-produced. Each one is individually crafted over a campfire and has a taste and texture that can be only approximated, not duplicated. For some, perhaps some of you, s’mores are the next best thing to Heaven. And for some, perhaps some of you, a craving for s’mores can take over your mind. I have tried to capture this craving in a piece titled The Cravin’ presented under the category Stories Just For Fun. If the rhythm and rhyme seem familiar, it may be because I had some help from a professional poet named Edgar Allen Poe.
While you’re here, take a gander at the tree peony above. These blooms can get to nine inches (that’s 9″) across! This one is only about 6″ across but this plant should produce larger blooms as it ages. Tree peonies are the national flower of China and come in a variety of colors.
This website is about my published stories. As you can see, I have sorted them into three groups: Stories about friends, Stories just for fun, and Stories of life and love. These stories are the building blocks of the site. So I guess that means that right now this site is under construction. Ideally, it will always be under construction, because I will be adding stories from time to time. So come back to visit every so often and check out my building skills.