By Sally Holland I have a bad case of Fake Spring Affliction. When temperatures rise to the upper 60s in the middle of winter it leads to a compulsion to cook on the grill or wash the car or mow the grass or throw a Frisbee or really do anything outside. For me, it manifests … More Fake Spring
By Sally Holland A frog and a bird watched a butterfly as she went from flower to flower in search of a bit of nectar. The frog sat in the mud beside the pond. The bird stood on a stick that sat on top of the mud. The bird kept an eye out for small … More The Orange Ones
Berthe Morisot had only a few more hours left if she were going to finish her painting before the deadline for the Salon of 1870.
… More The Mother and Sister of the Artist
By Sally Holland This story is fiction. A clean windshield, light traffic and reflective sunglasses all meant that Russell was having an easy day. He felt so relaxed that he considered rolling down his window, finding his Eagles playlist and turning up the volume. Take it Easy. The song fit his … More Saved by a Sombrero
By Sally Holland Back when I was younger and had more romantic ideas about love, I believed that when lovers were apart and they looked at the same star at the same time, they would feel the passion of the other. Even for lovers who had yet to find each other, the connection of that … More Stars and Aleppo