Loving Milly

Milly lined up the pills on the windowsill. The furniture went with the bailiffs. She remembered the thunderous knock at the door – the bell hadn’t rung since the power was cut. The children were safely dispatched to their father’s new house, where they could play in the enormous garden. Milly didn’t even have a […]


Monarch on milkweed haunting mist by the roadside a pillow of floss Kim M. Russell, 19th August 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1727 Milkweed At the start of a new week of wildflowers, we have milkweed. I was interested to read that, during World War II, milkweed floss was collected in the United States […]