Category
kine ‘kīn archaic plural of cow Darkness had fallen on the feedlot and in the barns and on a normal evening we would have been up at the house settling in for the night. Preparation for the morning…
and other times, it feels like something is missing i let go of your hand like a wheel on a track the sky was unfolding i’d have fought the world for you call my name and i’ll…
How do you write a tear? Can you possibly convey the burning sensation as it wells up at the rim of your eye? Sometimes they dissipate with no flow. Other times one or two spill over the limit and…
The green handled shovel fit perfectly in a tall kitchen garbage bag and with a two foot handle it laid on the back floor board of the car without sliding around. Many times as I would drive the winding…
It was one of those screen doors with a spring to ensure it closed behind a person and every time it did there was an unmistakable squeak followed by a slam. Sometimes, when the latch was left hanging, the…
Remember those carefree days when you sat on a porch swing in the evening and listened as the sounds of night began one by one to chime together creating a symphony? Do you recall the breeze touching lightly on…
My Grandmother lived her entire adult life in a shotgun house. In fact, she quietly slipped away one Christmas morning while the world around her home of three rooms was filled with the joy of children’s excitement and laughter…
When I captured this image, I kept thinking one day thoughts would flow as they sometimes do, but everything that comes to mind are things better left unsaid. The new bridge sits between the old bridge and the trestle…