A Trip to the Mailbox: A Christmas Story
Harry balanced one hand on the cane while he slipped another log into the fireplace. Usually, he burned spruce or lodgepole pine that grew in abundance in the forest around his cabin, but he kept the Pinon pine for Christmas mornings. No other logs burning on a fire...
A Trip to the Mailbox: A Thanksgiving Story
Harry swept the burnt umber oak leaves away from the door with his foot. The swirling wind of autumn piled them against the door as quickly as he moved them away. Shutting the door behind him, his cane tapped the wooden floor as he made his way across the room. He...