Jason Mead was resting at home after a major heart attack, after a few weeks he was bored, but, it was the summer time, and at least he had the garden.
Digging in a flower bed his trowel hit metal, he dug deeper, what he found would change his and his wife's life forever.
Philip A Hibberd
Corridor of diamonds
Cumulus clouds drifted across the summer blue sky at a height of just over six thousand five hundred feet they gave no threat of rain for the duration of the day. Jason Mead knew nothing of the various Latin names of the clouds, to him, as he lazily looked up into the warm summer sky, they looked like sheep idly munching their way across a lush blue meadow. They were bubbly summer clouds that always drifted past on a hot June summers day, such as today....