by Jupiter Progress | Jul 2, 2018 | Prose & Short Stories |
Weather in the Pacific Northwest Another summer June day in the Pacific Northwest has turned into a cloudy day, But that’s not gonna stop me from going outside––not today. I’m grabbing my hiking boots and putting it over the wool socks that I got at a discount at REI....
by Jupiter Progress | Jun 30, 2018 | Prose & Short Stories |
A short prose about rosemary I have a dream this summer, Nothing grand, Or I should say that most people would not consider it to be grand, Nevertheless, I have a dream, and that is to grow rosemary. “Rosemary as in the herb?” asks my friend. “Yes,...
by Jupiter Progress | Jun 21, 2018 | Prose & Short Stories |
An old chair and almost a new one I am not sure what it is about old chairs, that makes me want to approach it and take a second look at it. Maybe because I want to know who was the person who sat there before me and the one before them? This chair that I was gazing...
by Jupiter Progress | Jun 20, 2018 | Food, Prose & Short Stories |
A short prose about the banana in the fruit basket The banana in the fruit basket is not as ripe as she wants it to be. She likes her banana just ripe. She told him that she would give it a couple more days before she checked back on the banana. He told her that he...
by Jupiter Progress | Jun 18, 2018 | Prose & Short Stories |
The drive home It was a pleasant drive home, Sometimes I see the sky blue, Other times grey, Other times a garden variety of shapes and colors, But this hour of the day, I see a fluffy pink arch, A grey cloud with a silver lining, And a silent crescent moon,...
by Jupiter Progress | Jun 14, 2018 | Flowers, Prose & Short Stories |
A short prose about the flowers in the tiny garden Life in the garden It goes deep, Watch the stabbers and pokers especially those that sit on the throne and poke you when you don’t look. And what do we have here? A fallen rose petal. Oh, Rosie rose, Who stands next...
