After the Storm

Yes, the wind did howl and roar the trees shook and pieces of leaves flew branches broke and came crashing down barn doors bent and strained against the strength lightning crashed and thrashed about stinging particular areas leaving chunks of bark scattered far and an electric smell particular thunder rolled and rumbled loud then [...]

After the Storm2026-02-03T21:31:00+00:00

The Olde Barn

Great grandpa's day, a first on the farm was the income producer the proud new barn Rising stick by stick skilled hands hewed, pegged put together the skeleton then roof and siding and more a little room for tack a little room for special feed a little room for tools and a vice stanchions [...]

The Olde Barn2026-02-03T21:31:06+00:00

Memorial Day

American Flags red white and blue fluttering in the breezes Moments of crowd silence the taps mournfully playing Throats tighten tears begin to flow as memories of loved ones flood as we look upon long lines of white tombstones stretching across the rolling hills Freedom is not free though for me and thee it [...]

Memorial Day2026-02-03T21:31:16+00:00

The Sun Comes Up

The psalms often end with the word "Selah" It is thought to mean 'the orchestra comes up' Behind the scenes music is playing ever so softly background notes Is it not so often in our lives when the times are tough when the days are dark the sun comes up and the orchestra that [...]

The Sun Comes Up2026-02-03T21:31:25+00:00

Through her eyes…

They are blue my lover's eyes and known to melt me, meld me in numerous ways: Her mind is keen perception fine in measuring situations knowing people in intuitive ways she often knows them better than straight line me who tends to be the last to sense some subtleties Her judgment solid time and again [...]

Through her eyes…2026-02-03T21:31:35+00:00

August Fog

Kinging the rain but just for a moment passing the night air lays heavily on morning breaking Don't we know the son is 'out there' Power on high coming burning through the fog, the flotsum jetsum of earth of humans coming, going so quickly We make our moves scurrying here..., and there... needing [...]

August Fog2026-02-03T21:31:46+00:00