Donned in Details

He went around the side of the house and climbed over a broken fence. Climbing it was easy, the fence gave way, giving him way, and soon he’d stepped through enough waist-deep shrubs and weeds to gather their briars, hooks, and brown hitch-hiking bits from his pants for a bouquet of prickly plumes, which he tossed to the overgrown field. He set his bag on the ground, pushing aside some dead brown fronds. The ... Continue Reading →