Pilgrimage to the Motherland

TN.May.2013.6

I took a drive back up in the holler. I wasn’t sure were I was headed, couldn’t even tell you were I was when I got there. I was hoping to find somebody sitting on the porch. I intended to pull up in the drive and ask them if I could sit on the porch [Read More...]

Looking Up Instead of Ahead

Baloons

You don’t know how strong you are until strong is your only choice. You don’t know how creative you are until creativity is your only choice. Up. Up. Up. We should all learn to look up instead of ahead.  [Read more...]

The Rancher’s Wife

ranch

  She leans back in the recliner, her legs, dressed in powder blue slacks, stretch out long between us. Her white hair, short, Mary Martin in Peter Pan short. It is warm enough outside, sit by the river and read a book warm, but she has the heater on inside, cranked up so that upon [Read More...]


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