His attempts at helpful bonhomie were met with my blank stare, stammer, and eventual red-faced admission of incompetence. I don’t
think he was impressed, or considered it even, when I called the colour “chartreuse,” and he’d never heard of it. I admire handymen. From afar. I value my thumbs, both of them. Though I’m chicken around power tools, I like birds. And they like me ...
Prose, in its entirety, is available in the printed version of the current issue.
Bio:
Artist and writer ANTHONY JENKINS lives on 32 rural acres near Stirling, Ontario, a place where all furry, feathered, and finned creatures rest easy.
Artwork by the Author