Tales of the 10th West Irregulars

She appeared in the yard, short, tight shorts and an oversized t-shirt. I introduced her to our new Tiny House neighbors again and to thei...

I stood in the night with the building tight and tall rising silently up behind me like a giant ship sleeping in its moors.  I watched the c...

Busy.  That's all I can really say for myself.  A new dog.  Summer schedule at the gym.  A huge reorganizing project on the farm.  The...

I don't think it is a secret.  And if it is I don't hide it well.  Most people who interact with me on any regular basis can see i...

It takes a second.  The pause stretches out like thin smoke.  Finally, she answers my question.  "I miss Vault," she says.  ...