Robin Hawke

April 11, 2012, 9:42 AM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

Except for sneezes, the day was perfect: dry with a whisper of cool. The day called chores to hibernate, frisbees to fly, lizards to sun. I resisted writing about the weather, but an invitation to contemplate Eden banished thoughts of conflict and ruses.



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Sometimes, we just have to put down the pen (or step away from the computer) and partake in life.

Comment by jmmcdowell

And sometimes we must sit at desks and count receipts!

Comment by Robin Hawke

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