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A Magical Tour

A Magical Tour

“Grandpa, we are going to the magic show tomorrow, aren’t we?” exclaimed Drake. Grandpa looked at the earnestness in the eyes of his 8-year-old grandson. He didn’t have the heart to say no, but he had no means to say yes either. “Get ready tomorrow,” he said nonetheless. The next day an excited Drake was […]

The Homecoming

The Homecoming

My stair-step children are all scrubbed, brushed and shining, waiting for the long-anticipated arrival of their father. Since Michael began his travels four years ago, the children always plan wonderful surprises for his return. Nora and Nola can’t wait to show him the pink and yellow rose bushes they’ve nurtured to full-blown beauty. Their brother […]

Daisies

Daisies

I drifted into a hazy consciousness as I tried to remember.  The air was sweet. I remember that: air that was like a fragile daisy. The sky was a light and meaningful blue, uninterrupted by the grey puffs that currently seemed to plague it every day. And the sun, the sun seemed to lace itself […]

The Gardener

The Gardener

I met him each day coming down the stairs as I was going up. “Kaliméra,” I would greet him in his own language. He never spoke, never looked full in my face, just hobbled down the treacherous steps, water can in hand. I never saw him in the shops or city streets. He seemed to […]

Step by Step

Step by Step

I backpacked for exactly one year, travelling the world, seeing all the sights I’d dreamed about, sending Maddie postcards from every location, especially the gardens. She loved flowers, Maddie, the girl next door, but it wasn’t until I strolled through Dutch tulip fields that I realised I no longer felt neighbourly toward her; no, I […]

Dreaming of Water

Dreaming of Water

Lazy mid-afternoon, thick shade trees holding the heat at bay. Old woman, old garden. Both sleeping, wrapped in a blanket of summer, taking deep contented breaths, dreaming of rain, of water. Interweaving past and present. Encircling all, a charm of hummingbirds. The groom’s mother places a lilac crown on my dark hair, hands me a […]

Healing Ingo

Healing Ingo

Sarah first appeared to me in a dream. She was sobbing into the shoulder of an older man. “Sarah, you need some rest,” he urged her. “How can I rest when our baby is so sick?” she moaned. Then she lifted her head and faced me. “Thomas will know how to heal him.” I didn’t […]

Choosing Tulips

Choosing Tulips

She closes her eyes and sees her new life.  Simple, perfectly balanced home.  Four rooms, each the same size.  Bathing room, Sleeping room, Eating room, Learning room. Each room contains only natural wood, accompanied by grey, beige or white, and lots of empty space. Each room also holds red.  Red towels in the Bathing room.  One red painting in the Sleeping room.  A red bowl filled with grey and […]

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