Has anyone seen the film, Duel? I saw it a year or so back. Duel is a 1971 Spielberg film starring Dennis Weaver. It is a nail-biting, edge-of-your-chair thriller and probably caused my weird dream which happened after I turned off the TV. In my dream, I was in a northern state in the springtime and […]
Oct 27, 2020
Intuition?
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Intuition–do you have it? Webster says it is direct knowledge without having rational thought; insight. I think, to some degree, we all have it. It’s a matter of whether we’re aware and listen to it. Flora Tucker has intuition, a “feeling in her bones.” And, she’s usually right. Her daughter, Darcy Campbell, may have it, […]
Oct 12, 2020
The Wind
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Autumn wind is a mischievous wind. It blows the leaves against my door. I sweep them, and next time I look, those leaves are there once more. It rearranges chairs on decks and scratches at my windows. Is someone there or is it a game that happens when the wind blows? Sometimes the wind blows […]
Aug 23, 2020
Who Goes There?
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Who comes through my yard at night When all is dark and still, When the only sound, for miles around Is the call of the whippoorwill? I’ve often wondered what animals amble through the yard under cover of darkness, maybe stopping for a drink at the bird bath? Nemo had an encounter with one the […]
Aug 6, 2020
Those Amazing Little Pop-Ups
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Yesterday afternoon, as I went to the mailbox, I glanced up the hill and there they were, white and shiny even from a distance. Several pop-up mushrooms or toadstools graced my neighbor’s yard. Of course, my trusty camera and I couldn’t pass up this chance. For some reason, mushrooms remind me of Ireland. Why is […]
Jul 21, 2020
Time and An Old Man
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Come with me this morning on a journey–not so far in miles, but a great distance in time and quite a giant leap in imagination. We’re going to struggle through years of wild undergrowth–bushes, weeds, grape vines, wild rose bushes, blackberry briars, giant oaks, and we’ll stop at the remains of a small, wood […]
