by Rebecca Copeland | Dec 22, 2021 | Family
The trees were brilliant just a few days ago, their branches a shimmer of scarlet and amber. As I set out for my morning run, I notice they have grown more subdued. The scarlet has faded to russet. I hold out my hand and catch an ocher leaf as it plummets... 
by Rebecca Copeland | Nov 10, 2021 | Mystery Fiction
I’ve come to end of my writer’s retreat. It has been a fabulous retreat. A treat of a retreat. When I arrived on October 1, Monday, the trees were in leaf and vines and grass sprung thickly from the paths, grabbing at my ankles as I pushed my way through. During the...
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