In the Northern Wood

The town is having a festival this weekend to celebrate the Strawberry Moon – it’s not a formal name like the Flower Moon is what Bess has told me, but it’s just an indication that it’s a good time to pick berries.She started to ask if I’d planted any berries this year, but she trailed…

Kat met me in the woods today down by the river.Tana was nowhere to be seen.She gave me a pleasant nod and removed her shoes, dipping her pale white feet into the river where they became distorted and took on a greenish hue.“Do you like my sister,” she asked.“I don’t really know you or your…

Bess, her children and Barbie came over yesterday bringing the makings for breakfast along with them.I made up a mountain of scrambled eggs, sliced ham, bacon and coffee and we all ate until we were stuffed.Bess’ oldest operated the toaster, buttering thick slices of her mother’s homemade bread. It was one of the best things…

I had a dream last night that Tana and Kat were circling my house from the field edges.The came from the woods and approached my stone cottage at a remarkable speed, but stopped at the meadow’s edge. They moved a few steps to the right and left then tried again, only to be halted as…

Somehow it’s already June and as I walk my usual routes I can see that some of the fields have been tilled and planted.I wonder who is farming in this area?Maybe Barbie, I think, the field I always see her in has been turned up to reveal rich, dark soil groomed into neat, straight lines.…