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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...
There Really is a Popeye!

There Really is a Popeye!

The story below was originally posted on my blog called Sundays with Dad in October 2013. I found out today that Popeye passed away yesterday, so I dug it up and am reposting it here in his honor. Here’s to you Popeye. Love you always and God bless you… It...
Monarch Moment

Monarch Moment

So, I stopped writing because I didn’t think there was anything more to write. But then I noticed that it was like a conversation had ended. I suppose I’ve been talking to you nonstop…Have I? I was quiet long enough to listen. Look! you said. Write about this...
Sketching Boundaries

Sketching Boundaries

What is the shadow neath a wing? No fence to keep you in. Beyond this place, though clouded Boundary lines are clear. And safe are you within His watch. What is the apple of an eye? Surrounding colors set with stars, Circles orbiting to eternity We travel, a...
Summer at Dusk

Summer at Dusk

Hey mister, did you notice your jacket is gray, just like the gray of the sky? Or that when you walk you blend in with the ground so that you could almost go unnoticed? Your friend there is as light as the curls unfolding from the ripples of the water. Aren’t...
Preparing for a Trip!

Preparing for a Trip!

She was kind, the woman who came to help us care for Mom. As she prepared to leave that morning, years ago now, she took Mom’s hand and said, “I’ll see you on the other side of Jordan”. Those words came back to me when I woke up this morning...
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