The last thing you gave me

Smells, I think, may be the last thing on earth to die.  Fern Schumer Chapman I was a room attendant in a large upscale hotel, and I’ll never forget Room 514 over that winter break of 1998. The time I walked in and was stopped in my tracks for a minute. That’s too long to stop,…

When we ran at the same speed.

Hey Old Man. I just thought about the Myrafälle, those gorgeous cascades that tumbled down over the limestone hills, through cool leafy woods and forested glens. Photos show that I saw them first as a baby, but my first consciousness of them was their image on the old Austrian stamps we collected together, and the stories you told…

I really miss that bridge…

via:Daily Prompt: Bridge Whenever something changes, it disturbs our ability to interact with the world. A park is bulldozed to be redeveloped into apartments and we lament the loss of beauty in our neighbourhood. You return to a town you visited a decade before, and the quaint little shops were replaced with a steel and concrete mini-mall….