letters from the apple house

There’s a cat on the lawn, with a short bobbed tail. Under the changing maple. It stretches and preens and paws at the falling golden...

August 2023 Another day, another baptism. Down to the river and back. Dripping up the ivy steps and on the kitchen floor. Another day...

July 2023 The king is dead. Or he could be. That’s what we learn as we take the story apart and put it back together like a puzzle on the...