A flash forward within our flash back: Ursula shares her father's WWI story with her granddaughter, Marilyn.

The (now-ex) fisherman's tale entwines with the community's story of its coal mines. Ursula listens for us.

Ursula could not sleep that night. Her dreams woke her with terrifying imagery of sickly red, rubbery tentacles, wrapping around her wrists and ankles, trying to drag her into a black ocean.  The girl’s tossing and turning woke her mother, who tried to coax her into sleep. “Count sheep, darling. Fluffy, happy sheep.” It was … Continue reading Pine Street Episode 183: The Adventures of Ursula

Ursula pictures a sea monster: a sickly red, a hellish red, spewing tentacles like thick ropes.

Ursula eavesdrops on a conversation about the sea, and the monsters within.

The elder Ursula omits some of the juicier details of her experience being locked in the cellar, when telling the story to young Marilyn.

In exactly the same way that Ursula’s observation of the contents of the barrel in the dark, dusty corner of the cellar brought its contents into reality, the opening of the cellar door brings herself as a discoverer of mysteries into reality. Much depends on who opens the door and finds her. Fortunately for Ursula, … Continue reading Pine Street Episode 179: The Adventures of Ursula

Ursula opens the barrel in the dark cellar; it smells of sulphur. What reality has her observation set in motion?