Miss Bossy Pants climbs onto my stomach, sits her bottom on top of my left forearm and softly chews at my zipper. It is cool, 61 degrees inside this house and 38 outside. The season is slowly changing. I like the gentle easing into a new season. In Arkansas a string of freezing October nightsContinue reading “About This Cat”
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Sweet Things
When happy seems just out of reach and life seems bare of benefits, chase sweet things. When what you had slipped far away, dreams replaced….reality, when what you’d lost is what you see, chase sweet things. A lazy day in a wood canoe, catching blue eyes across a room, talks that cause a love toContinue reading “Sweet Things”
A Farm Forum
A farm forum, ready to convene just for me. A choir of frogs sing praise from a small pond out back in the middle of February. They pass their invitation to join the preliminaries of song; their funny prelude to the discussion– the discovery. A surging within the forum of fields and yards tucked roundContinue reading “A Farm Forum”
Cultivated Here
Please play the music that is as much a part of the story as the paragraphs below. 🙂 I hung an old sign that I made in another time and another place. It caught up with me here on N 3rd in a box of things when someone sat it on my front porch; someContinue reading “Cultivated Here”
Tracing Lines
Looking out the window, I knew the air was still because the morning rain made long, straight lines stringing to the ground in the yard. As they freshly
The Offense of Hope
And there I saw what I had once lost, but had found again.
The Photo in Hinterhaus
There is a photo that hangs in Hinterhaus. I had it made large and put it in a frame so when I sit on the long chase lawn chair with Teddy (my dog) I can see it. My computer screen, the navy clock I was carrying around in my car at the time, a singleContinue reading “The Photo in Hinterhaus”