Monthly Archives: November 2013

Can you play?

Can you play? Can you play? I want some fun I want some laughs and to smile at your wit-n-charm. Can you play? I’ll dance for you and coo and ahh and shake my lovely bum. We are friends you … Continue reading

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Broken cell phone

Broken cell phone The Bad: Phone lost. Panic. Phone found smashed in the lounge chair. Panic. Disconnected. They will think I am ignoring them. They will think I am angry with them. Angry at myself, stupid mistake, expensive mistake. Can’t … Continue reading

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Old Leaves

I was up at the shack a couple weekends ago and noticed the old leaves on the dry ground. It was that transition time after the leaves have all fallen but before the snow and wet begin. These old leaves … Continue reading

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Mauser “black widow” pistol

Mauser “black widow” pistol Woke to a pink sky that quickly turned to steel. Steel, the color of worn bluing on a World War II Mauser at the gun show. How many deceiving pink sunrises did that pistol witness? Cold, … Continue reading

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Wintergreen

There is almost nothing better than a walk in the woods. Recently I discovered that the waxy green plant pictured below is Wintergreen. If you chew on the leaves or berries, you will taste the oil which indeed is wintergreen. … Continue reading

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Soul Adventure Break Throughs

My month in Boston became my soul adventure. I have been learning and growing so much. On the plane ride home, i jotted down the most significant “break throughs” (which you will find below).  Since one of the “break throughs” … Continue reading

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Raking in the Wind

Racking in the wind Blustery North wind on a day of racking oak leaves brown as honest eyes and the size of workin’ mans’ hands. The pile grows with every stroke of the rake into long rows for mulching. Metal … Continue reading

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