Shire

On Longing for Home

Treasure Bearer Artwork © by Jef Murray

It’s humid, and in the 90s (the mid-30s for folks who favour Celsius over Fahrenheit). There’s no breeze. It’s too early for cicadas, but otherwise I’d guess we were in August rather than June. Hills are hazy in the heat, and nothing twitches at high noon save flitting flies. These are summer days in Georgia; when air is thick and breathing burdensome. My old […]