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A Word About Puppy Training

A Word About Puppy Training

I don’t have a whole lot of experience training puppies. Our dog Sam was the first time I’d ever experienced obedience school. He needed it. He did receive his diploma, but that was only because the trainer didn’t want us bringing him back. I’m...
Grandmother

Grandmother

My grandmother was a teacher when most women stayed at home. She rose before the sun each day to scribble down a poem. She helped her ma and pa, would feed the pigs and steer, then walk past fields of wheat and corn, to teach children she held dear. She married and...
The Artist’s Clock

The Artist’s Clock

Some may need a clock to tell them when to start and when to stop. But this is not the way to Art. Does tree say to its sap, “Not now? Don’t feed my tendrils bending low, against the setting sun. No more your flow? The 17th hour is here!” Or what of aloe...
Picture of Piano and Violin

Picture of Piano and Violin

The creature was alone, it’s color interchangeable, black then white against ripples of water’s movement. The statuesque neck of a black swan. Or was it white? A swell of sound and bird spreads its wings rising from water’s surface. Sheer beauty splashing jewels like...
Evening Sound

Evening Sound

A hush falls over the house after the day’s nonstop activity. Candle lit, popcorn buttered. Wine poured. Newspapers spread. We read. Your legs, thrown up on the table’s edge (as I prefer mine) with bandaged foot. We still run barefoot though we’ve now...
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