“Harding, the Prime minister is in the drawing room. He’s ready for the President. Be a dear and get him, will you?” Cooper murmured under his breath as he came to stand next to Harding. She kept a stoic, professional demeanor as she added to her mental counter how many times Cooper had called her … Continue reading The Agent, part 1
I was working right down to the wire on this one!
Sometimes I see the expression on my cat’s face as he lays on the shag rug and I am totally jealous. Like how can you feel that comfortable and at ease? I want to feel that. I want to yawn and roll over, squeeze my eyes shut and be content.
Last night I dreamed about this ugly creature. It was the mixture of a black lab and a bear. Its shape kept morphing between the two and by the end of the dream it had long snapping crocodile jaws. All I remember is a group of people trying to capture and subdue it.
Spring is on its way. I enjoyed seeing the sun finally out over these past couple of weeks, but now I’m getting antsy. I want to get out and bike, but some of the paths are still iced over. Packed down and iced over by all those fat tire bikes and cross country skis. It’s … Continue reading Spring is coming