I recently enjoyed taking part in a community art and craft show, just a small one day event for the folks who live at Gingercake Mountain in Jonas Ridge, NC. Here are a few photos to show the range of arts represented:
He was tense as a coiled spring but, we suspect, never sure whether he was the huntsman or the hunted.
She was calm as a bubble bobbing among the waves but, they say, she occasionally mourned the loss of her legs.
Now that I’ve produced several short-short stories, I think “Twitter” is next in my future. Microfiction certainly has its attractions.