There’s somethin’ sad about a table with one more empty chair The seat that held humanity holds nothing now but air. The life it held is not extinguished, only some place else but here. So mom and dad put on fake smiles that hide the grieving tear. Sadder still, the families who are never there…Continue reading “Gatherin’”
Tag Archives: Coming Home
Can You?
Can you hear the ring of wind chimes in the gently blowing wind? Can you see Grandpa’s truck as it starts to round the bend? Can you taste the sugar cookies that Grandma Great was making? Can you smell the homemade bread that she’d just finished baking? Can you sense the golden sunshine softly restingContinue reading “Can You?”
From Flowering to Fruitful
The common blackberry. ☝🏻 You know what’s interesting? On these blackberry bushes and the apples trees that we’re growing (and other plants as well) the beautiful flower petals have to wilt away and die in order for the fruit to grow. Why? I have no idea. It just happens that way. The tree buds, blossoms,Continue reading “From Flowering to Fruitful”
Bluegrass State of Mind
Dear Lord have mercy, I love bluegrass music.It’s been an acquired musical taste for me though. It didn’t come easy, sad to say. When I was a little tyke, my dad blared the bluegrass nasal noise through the speakers with zero regard to anyone else’s feelings.Why didn’t I go outside or my room to getContinue reading “Bluegrass State of Mind”
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