The Murder

Tanker truck driving down the highway with other road users in foreground

Every morning I head out at 5:20am. Sometimes I leave at 5:21, sometimes I make it by 5:19. I hop in my truck, warm her up until the digital clock hits 5:24, and by the time it’s 5:30 I’m turning onto the highway on my way to the distribution centre. My next door neighbour doesn’t … Continue reading The Murder


The Stream

Isle of Capri with misty Mediterranean atmosphere on sunny day

Many years ago a stream bisected my route. It was too wide to jump lest I should ruin my shoes. The hide was not stripped from a cow’s rump to so readily go to waste. In search of the largest branch I found that alas, there were none. There stream did however run by a … Continue reading The Stream