In, around and beyond our village
By Paul J. Hetzler My francophone wife is often amused as I commence à apprendre la langue, like the time I said connard when I meant canard. For the monolingual English-speakers out there, canard means duck, … Continue reading Fowl Behaviour
I woke up feeling off. Not sick, not sad—just heavy. The kind of heaviness that arrives unannounced, like claggy mud clinging to well-walked boots. The world’s unrest had settled squarely … Continue reading The Road to Farrellton
Wandering Wakefield 