Wintertime trees are honest trees, stark and bare, their dark branches rising in graceful shapes. Nothing is hidden, all is in plain sight. There’s something bracing about walking through winter woods with the scent of ice in the air. Limbs of wild blackberries reach out to snag the unwary and moss lays a carpet of […]
Dec 18, 2023
Miss Tootsie’s Surprise Guest
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Sunday morning dawned bright and warm, as if the weather had no recollection of the dark, stormy time two days ago. Miss Tootsie sat down to a breakfast of ham and eggs, biscuits, and gravy. Sunday was a day of leisure and relaxation. With Cocoa curled in her basket in front of the wood-burning cookstove, […]
Dec 14, 2023
Beggars Would Ride
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“You know,” I said, “I was looking again at Marvie Saunder’s book.” “No, Ned,” Pat interrupted. “Remember, you’ve given that up. You’re going to let Cade and Gerald handle whatever is going on about that house. You are fixating on that book of poetry so, stop it!” Stung, I said, “What a thing […]
Nov 19, 2023
The Golf Ball Tree
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Do golf balls grow on trees? It looks like this one did. My brother Tracy sent me this interesting photo a few years back. At a glance it looks as if the tree may be the first of its kind to sprout a golf ball. I can’t tell if the tree is squeezing the golf […]
Nov 18, 2023
Making Sense
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In uncertain times, we need an anchor, something unchangeable that we can cling to. It helps to have reminders that people have gone through hard times before now, and survived. One of my nieces, for example, is interested in learning about family history. In trying to answer her questions, I turned to the place where […]
