Tag: Bonfire

At 40 He Told Me I Was Too Old, And I Agreed

I examine his face in the light of the beach bonfire. My 20-something conversation partner isn’t trying to be rude; his open expression and kind eyes show genuine curiosity. I’m completely offended. I tuck my jacket tight against the cold winter air, cross my arms over my chest, br...

Bonfire of Ideals

The town square was devastated. Shattered glass across the cobblestone, the pungent scent of burnt wood lingering in the air, remnants of stalls smoldering. A toppled statue of a couple holding hands. Nestled amid rolling blankets of flowers, the town had once flourished with a vibrant pulse of l...