The Footprints

I enjoy reading poetry. For a long time, that’s all I ever read. I have a first-edition book called The Ballad of the Brand written by Robert William Service. It’s exceptional. My favorite poem that he wrote is Carry On. I would peruse poemhunter.com and read the poems of Langston Hughes, John Keats, Walt Whitman,Continue reading “The Footprints”

The Middle-Aged and Tired

Recently, Son # played all day long and swam in the pool with his cousins. He was to the point of acting like a madman just to stay awake. We drove into Tulsa to get elotes, and all three boys fell asleep after only a mile. We arrived at our destination thirty minutes later, andContinue reading “The Middle-Aged and Tired”

The Pickles

Charity canned some cucumbers today. Our prayer is that they will turn into pickles. She’s canned them for the past four years with her sister-in-law. Growing up, we always had homemade pickles. Grandma made them every year and stored them in the basement. There’s something about going to the basement and smelling the oil andContinue reading “The Pickles”

The BLT

In the beginning, God created Heaven and Earth. On day three, God created plants and herbs. Some of those plants had the potential of becoming bread through a simple process that man would soon discover. Oh, the potential of wheat. Since the plant family also includes fruits and vegetables, day three also included the creationContinue reading “The BLT”

The Creek Bed

In the woods next to our childhood home, there is a creek bed. It’s dry during the summer as there is little rainfall, but it flows wide open during the fall and winter months because of more rain and the occasional snow. As mentioned in my previous post, I rescinded my membership in the “playingContinue reading “The Creek Bed”