(Bridal Veil Falls, Utah | Nelson Barber Google Maps) “Stand with your back to the cliff”, she sagely instructed all the while dabbling with the photo lenses of her newly acquired Canon EF70-200mm. Mother Nature was at her resplendent best. While a brilliant proliferation of yellow and orange carpeted the valley, an expansive blue sky provided a … Continue reading Pitchforked by Fate

(Photo Credit: Nick Allen) The choking that racked Michalis for an agonizing while was now not that insufferable. His mottled face had already turned a menacing blue. A blue that signaled a beginning of the end. A blue which while it began taking shape was unwelcome, but was now a redeemer. “The Mafia will be … Continue reading The Dalliance With Death

(Photo Credit: Yarnspinnerr) To state that they were poles apart would qualify as one great understatement. While her life was a chaotic whirl of unrelenting activity, he elected to remain ensconced in a world whose only inhabitants were books. Her strenuous exertions in kick boxing were countered by his leisurely reading of a critique by … Continue reading The separation of Immanuel Kant

(Photo Credit: C.E. Ayr) Every argument of theirs used to end with him throwing up his hands in exaggeration and exclaiming, “It’s as if you are trying to prove that the Loch Ness is in your backyard!” In fact, terming her flights of fancy to be so preposterous, he had begun calling her “Nessie”. However, … Continue reading The Guinness Bombshell

(Photo Credit: Yinglan) The Gods were in some frosty Saturday mood. When Mika and Venky reached their usual rendezvous, they found their favourite benches frosted over with a liberal covering of snow. Delicately balancing their steaming hot Caramel Macchiatos and Blueberry Muffins, they traipsed over the soft ground leaving behind them trailing footsteps. "Are you … Continue reading An Impulse Well Considered

(Photo Credit: Dale Rogerson) The trickle of water as it flowed from one uneven rock formation to another jagged compatriot, gurgled like a trinket of pearls. A stork waiting mendicant like for its next meal emanated a percussive sound that resembled a rhythmic beat. Siew Kuan unslung her camera, went on one knee and carefully … Continue reading Trinkets of Pearls

(Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding) The glow from the sole lamp near the bed was a muted yellow. The reluctant hue cast its reflection upon the wall. Just above the lamp shade, was nailed to the wall the picture of a shapely woman arching her back, and balancing her weight upon one knee, all the while … Continue reading Marilyn’s Mushroom