
stories inside trees,
art finds what’s hidden
in us all
Copyright 2019 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

stories inside trees,
art finds what’s hidden
in us all
Copyright 2019 Brenda Davis Harsham Continue reading

towering salvia stalk,
every tiny purple trumpet
is tenderly touched Continue reading
One summer day, Collin went to stay with his cousin, Russell, who was thirteen. Colin was four years old (practically full-grown!). Together, they had an adventure involving a river, a key and a talking fish.
They bellied down on big rocks by the Bass River. They held their hands very still in the water, hoping a fish would swim into them. Collin’s hands got very cold, and he fidgeted. Russell was still as stone. A large fish swam into Russell’s hands. He moved like lightning, and he threw the fish onto the riverbank.
“Let me go! I can’t breathe!” the fish exclaimed, its mouth gasping and its brown speckled sides heaving.
Russell was startled and fell into the water, shouting: “It talks!” He stood up, hair dripping.