Job: Environmental and ecological freelance writer focused on climate change. Epic workplace: A house located in the woods. Connected both by wire and wirelessly to
Abigail was curled up in a corner of her sofa going through the photos in the photo album she had kept. She’d just finished a
The old professor looked at the beautiful full moon shining over the city. “Are you sure you’re ready to retire, Robert?” his friend, Arthur, asked.
Ruth knew there was a burn ban. The ban was until 6 p.m. and it was almost dark. She thought she could burn the trash.
She didn’t walk every day. Only when she had time and they didn’t need her. Only when her weary body could force itself out the
It was Saturday. He’d asked her to go to town with him. They worked so hard on the farm. She walked over to the mirror