Forgot your password?

We just sent you an email, containing instructions for how to reset your password.

Sign in

  • Sitting on the rock wall, our bare legs are in the shallow water,
    waves lapping at our shins.

    Dogs, lazy and content in the heat, sprawl on the family motorboats
    that skim over the lake, against a water-color sunset.

    The air is soupy and thick and sweet with bug spray
    and sweat
    and happiness.

    Ice cream melts, dribbles, makes sticky our fingers and chins and sweetens our souls.

    Something strange happens to time in this little corner of the world;
    an inexplicable scientific phenomenon.
    Time slows down here; life operates on an alternate schedule.
    A halcyon timetable: one of tranquility and laidback afternoons and savoring every moment.
    • Share

    Connected stories:


Collections let you gather your favorite stories into shareable groups.

To collect stories, please become a Citizen.

    Copy and paste this embed code into your web page:

    px wide
    px tall
    Send this story to a friend:
    Would you like to send another?

      To retell stories, please .

        Sprouting stories lets you respond with a story of your own — like telling stories ’round a campfire.

        To sprout stories, please .

            Better browser, please.

            To view Cowbird, please use the latest version of Chrome, Safari, Firefox, Opera, or Internet Explorer.