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The more things change...

Change is not so much what we make as it is what happens to us unawares. Not everything that changes is progress but it is inevitable that everything changes. The seasons flow on, all too quickly. We tighten our life-vests, and try to steer clear of the rocks. Along our way down the river, we are grateful for every resting place. Here's ours. Above, as it was in our first August here in 2016, and below, as it is now. We still miss the old cherry tree in the foreground of the first photo. It died the year after we moved here. We've carved a garden out of the hill and planted blueberries on the slope above. One thing hasn't changed. We're still here. It's still home. We'll hold to that reality as long as we can.

Happily Ever Never...

One of my short stories, and one of my favorites, at that, appears in Happily Ever Never, a new anthology of tales just out from Creative James Media. Nine stories of love off the rails, gone wrong, gone crazy, or gone missing.

There's some good writing in this one. I've heard several of the authors read excerpts from their stuff. Be your own Valentine and treat yourself to a copy. You can get it now from Amazon or through your local independent bookseller.

Henry's books.