spring, the garden Another fine morning here, contrary to the weatherman and all that nonsense about April being cruel. We had good rain through the night, sorely needed and things are green, plumped up a little. Birdsong, everything. It's private enough I can step out of the sun room in the morning and have my…
January It really is the most wonderful time of the year. I thought I was getting a chocolate truffle and coffee migraine but it was just a tinseled star flashing on a timer under my eastern elbow. New years eve. I put on the smaller parka and walked down town in lieu of listening to…
This is a long piece lads. I’ve been out in the bush with time to sprawl. Lawsy it's hot, breezeless. I'm kinda looking for somebody shuffling by to bust up that old chiffarobe in the yard...couple of bucks. Sweltering lilacs hang heavy and the crows flap double time to get anywhere at all. Up there…
Well there's no dust on the Bible around here. Early July I found the following words to paint by in a pamphlet pressed between tear and face powder spattered pages and I've let it be my ever-loving guide all summer: "The value of natural beauty to the human soul was what inspired the masterful landscape…
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