Forgot your password?

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

Sign in

  • After 2 weeks of camping and of being in the moment along the Maryland shore, I pulled into my stoney driveway and was greeted with a light carpet of maple leaves which had fallen while I was gone. Getting out of the car, a subtle sadness for the passing of a season quickly filled my soul. But as I approached the walkway the pleasant surprise of the white trumpets of these Labor Day Lillies seemed to call out to me "It's not over yet!" And then, I smiled, and I was home again.
    • Share

    Connected stories:

About

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.