By Sally Holland Bagatelle sang superior songs. He was sought-after for ceremonies and celebrations. The Queen even summoned him when she felt sad. He never failed to raise her spirits. He was short and simple, much like the music for which he was named. His body shape was that of a cello, his eyes were … More Bagatelle

Sparkly Elk

Before there was a castle, there was an open meadow where herd of elk lived and played. The field was lush with tiny flowers tipping the tops of tall grasses as they bent in the breezes. Sturdy trees with acorns and tall trees with pinecones provided shade surrounded the field. The pasture was idyllic. It … More Sparkly Elk

My Wings are Frayed

By Sally Holland   My wings are frayed from life’s abuse, No chance to be rescaled, My song has bayed, its tone reduced. My muscles now curtailed. Could I but change what gave me this, The farces and the facts, The fortunes gained and those I missed, My adolescent acts. Without the spray, the past … More My Wings are Frayed

3,000-year-old Ice

By Sally Holland This is a fictionalized rendition of a story told to me by both Dave and his daughter Emily. The basics are true but the details are completely fabricated.  Water sloshed over the sides of the large metal tray that the flight attendant carried toward the business class cabin. She leaned over to … More 3,000-year-old Ice