Historical setting: 590 C.E. Cottage between Annegray and Luxeuil After our midday meal Brother Servant is on his way taking a bird, and leaving the two nuns here with Colleen and Ana. I find that this is a good time to work alone in the stable to hone my winter projects, the cradle forContinue reading “#41.5, Thurs., Feb. 9, 2023”
Category Archives: Serial Fiction
#41.4, Weds., Feb. 8, 2023
Historical setting: 590 C.E. Cottage between Annegray and Luxeuil Colleen’s prayer aloud this morning was a bit of a surprise to Ana and me. We learned that Colleen has been worrying that she would be helping Ana deliver twins with no one to help but me. And now, she is bursting with gratitude toContinue reading “#41.4, Weds., Feb. 8, 2023”
#41.3, Tues., Feb. 7, 2023
Historical setting: 590 C.E. Cottage between Annegray and Luxeuil A message arrived on a bird’s leg simply mentioning “the nuns of Laon.” “Laon has no nuns, or convent or monastery. We were there this summer on our journey looking for nuns.” I can attest. But Ana knows what this means and she’sContinue reading “#41.3, Tues., Feb. 7, 2023”
#41.2, Thurs., Feb. 2, 2023
Historical setting: 590 C.E. Cottage between Annegray and Luxeuil When I mentioned our child yet unnamed Ana smiled with her beautiful whole face beaming far beyond that recent dinge of worry. Together we touched her round belly. We’ve been in the shadow of this thing Colleen calls “circumstance” for what seems a very longContinue reading “#41.2, Thurs., Feb. 2, 2023”
#41.1, Weds., Feb. 1, 2023
Historical setting: 590 C.E. Cottage between Annegray and Luxeuil Remembering something from a very ancient time, I tell Ana, “It was after the execution of Jesus most followers believed we had come to the farthest edge of time – the end times. We waited for a sign expecting a physical Jesus to return andContinue reading “#41.1, Weds., Feb. 1, 2023”
#40.13, Tues., Jan. 31, 2023
Historical setting: 590 C.E. Cottage between Annegray and Luxeuil Maybe it is true that I was enjoying a respite from confinement and limitation. Ana has no such freedom. I just wandered off. I was immersed in a religious milieu, a clutter of all sorts of obediences and solitary ways melding over one another’s rules,Continue reading “#40.13, Tues., Jan. 31, 2023”
#40.12, Thurs., Jan. 26, 2023
Historical setting: 590 C.E. Cottage between Annegray and Luxeuil “So what happened? Why did it take you a whole day to walk the horses back to Annegray?” Ana asked. But Colleen apparently didn’t want to hear excuses and my “sorrys” so she took her cheese and biscuit and went back into the main roomContinue reading “#40.12, Thurs., Jan. 26, 2023”
#40.11, Weds., Jan. 25, 2023
Historical setting: 590 C.E. Cottage between Annegray and Luxeuil Colleen is just coming in from evening chores as I am returning. I hope Ana has a warmer greeting for me. Colleen is clearly annoyed. She said they were going to send a bird with a message to send the monks to look for me.Continue reading “#40.11, Weds., Jan. 25, 2023”
#40.10, Tues., Jan. 24, 2023
Historical setting: 590 C.E. Cottage between Annegray and Luxeuil My feet crunch through the crust of snow as I walk toward our cottage at sunset. My thoughts still wander the nature of the all encompassing God I know as Love. And how is it that Roman Diana was the Greek Artimas, and thenContinue reading “#40.10, Tues., Jan. 24, 2023”
#40.9, Thurs., Jan. 19, 2023
Historical setting: 590 C.E. The church in the woods The sun suddenly seems to be sinking over the hills to the west, though I know full well the sun doesn’t suddenly do anything. The movements of the sun and the earth and the stars are always so predictably paced that they measure time itself.Continue reading “#40.9, Thurs., Jan. 19, 2023”
Lazarus Ink 