My Grandfather’s Barn My grandfather’s barn leans to the south. The weathered old boards are gray. The tin roof is rusted and dented and busted; The wind blew the doors away. But once that barn, filled with freshly-mown hay Was a dark, sweet-smelling retreat. The straw in the loft was wonderfully soft; A hideaway, cool […]
Long Ago Teens
·It was a different time. My teenage years were almost unbelievably different when compared to the lives of today’s teens. Were those days better? Do I see them through the rose-tinted glasses of nostalgia? Those days, so long ago, were far from perfect; however, there was an innocence and a wide-eyed wonder that seems gone […]
Early morning
·The early morning is peaceful and quiet, the moon serene and white in the sky and dawn only a promise away. Even the birds aren’t yet awake and I seem to be the only one up to enjoy it. How nice if I could keep that peace and beauty in my pocket today and just […]
Splintered Thoughts
·Do you ever experience a certain tune running through your head and it not only runs through, but it stops and stays a while? I do, quite often. Music has always been a big part of my life and it continues to be, from way, way back to earliest memories. I’ve always thought that what […]
A Shabby Old Book
·I have a shabby old address book that is a real treasure. It has reason to look as tattered as it does. It’s on its way to becoming an antique. And, like any antique, the value is enhanced by the provenance. This book’s provenance has more to do with life experience than its origin. My […]