Just Pepper and Bear
Spring on a street corner
There is not much to the stubble of green with two pitiful blossoms. People may even call it ugly and want to pull it out, replacing it with something better.
The importance of travel
“The streets, painted in rainbows of pastels and blossoms, had also revealed a disturbing and complex history on full display alongside the architectural and natural beauty.”
How I learned history
How I learned history Positive memories of my childhood and how I grew up as a young Army wife Positive memories of my childhood revolve around culture and history. My parents were educators, so my siblings and I were surrounded by experiences revolving around...
My Mother’s Memoir: Easy Street and Ed Busta’s Tavern
Easy Street ED BUSTA’S TAVERN “Where are you going little girl?” People called as she skipped by. “Edjem doma,” she replied. They knew exactly who she was and where she was going. She was Ed Busta’s daughter and everyone knew her father. He was a popular tavern...
Slipstream Flash Fiction for Halloween: “On leave in the Vosges Valley”
On leave in the Vosges Valley Mediterranean winds ventured into the Vosges valley and pushed through the mist that draped over acres of junipers. The waves of warmth caused my pink cardigan to itch, so I pushed the sleeves above my elbows. Damp weather was common...
Inspired by my battle buddy
By Elizabeth Aslakson Three years ago, while living in New England, an incident involving my black German Sheperd, Bear, spurred my interest in writing. After days of below zero wind chills, I decided Bear and I needed to get out of our clapboard cottage for a change...
Praha Summer 1994
by Elizabeth Aslakson The drive started in the rolling hills of Bavaria. Fields were lush with the approaching harvest and villages had been painted with fresh coats of pastels. But when we crossed the border into the Czech Republic, the farmlands became dense pine...