The Yule Bough

Rhey sat in the cover of the buck brush, cold winds blowing in from the south. Frost slipped from the branches, misting into the young coyote's eyes. "Where are they?" Rhey squinted , trying to look through the Living Room windows. Dennis chewed on the branch that had just recently smacked him across the nose... Continue Reading →

Annual “Countdown to Christmas” Zen Short stories

For seven plus years now. I put up new stories from the wild" kids" up here getting ready for the big morning. Christmas Eve, I'll put up the Annual " Night before Christmas on Zen Mountain." Hummie Holiday Hummie and his clan are always a big part of what goes on up here on Zen... Continue Reading →

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