Laura Anne

the meerkat at work

“Their bedrolls untouched, they sat by the fire and listened to the horses grumble and snore, the mule’s occasional flatulence loud in the too-quiet night air, as the moon rose overhead and passed through the sky, the stars faded, and the first hint of pale red appeared in the east, heralding the return of day.” […]

2015 rolling out, 2016 rolling in...

2015 has been both one of the most… amazingly satisfying years of my life, and also one of the roughest. I suspect the blend is impossible to avoid, especially when you’re not treading the same, familiar ground.  It was a year, and it will not come again.  But a new one always does. And so, […]