Our country road (my personal treasure) meanders up and around the mountainside making its way to the ridge where wind sweeps across the pastures on either side. Pavement changes to gravel as it passes by the white clapboard church; rocks and stones crunch underfoot.
I curled into myself, hunching down inside my oversize coat to ward off the cold wind. My gaze met the gravel at my feet. There in some dry, brittle grass of the road’s edge a rock caught my attention. Heart-shaped, it quickly stole mine.Read More