A 2022 Story, Part 9
Part 9 You can read part 8 here: https://www.melindacoppola.com/a-2022-story-part-8 The skies grew dark earlier and Moon stayed longer. Sun still warmed the skies, but the air was crisp and cool. Trees on the banks of…
Through Emerald Eyes
1. I saw an army of righteous green soldiers, spines erect, facing away from the wind to trick the opposition into doubting their strength. 2. Another day, a thousand brushes— great green swaths of them,…
MelindaJuly 31, 2023
A 2022 Story, Part 8
A 2022 Story You can read part 7 here: https://www.melindacoppola.com/a-2022-story-part-7/ Part 8 Many suns and moons came and went as Little Stream and Wee Lily Pond tumbled along in the powerful pull of Big…
MelindaJuly 23, 2023
A 2022 Story, Part 7
A 2022 Story, Part 7 You can read part 6 here: https://www.melindacoppola.com/a-2022-story-part-6/ Part 7 A spark of something wonderful rose inside Little Stream as she waited for Wee Lily Pond to push her towards…
MelindaMay 10, 2023
A 2022 Story, Part 5
A 2022 Story You can read part four here: htts://www.melindacoppola.com/a-2022-story-part-4/ Part 5 Little Stream wasn’t sure Lily Pond had heard her question, so she asked again. “Wee Lily Pond, do you think there…
MelindaFebruary 24, 2023
a 2022 Story, Part 4
You can read part three here: https://www.melindacoppola.com/?p=2948 Part 4 Little Stream and Wee Lily Pond bounced amicably against each other as they were rushed along in Big River’s mighty flow. “So, how’d you get…
MelindaJanuary 28, 2023
A 2022 Story, Part 3
A 2022 Story Part 3* Nudge, nudge. Tap, tap. There it was again! A pattern, far from random. Little Stream was weary from the effort of holding herself together for an unknown number of suns…
MelindaJanuary 16, 2023
A 2022 Story, Part 2
Little Stream Part 2* Little Stream could feel herself being pushed and pulled and hurried along in Big River’s watery trajectory. For the first time in her flowing life she lost track of the passage…
MelindaJanuary 7, 2023
A 2022 Story
There was a little stream—more of a rivulet, really—that dribbled and dripped and murmured along through a swath of untamed land. Many moons and suns cast their light upon her waters as she found…
MelindaDecember 31, 2022