Category Archives: Folks
After meeting up with Ann in Portland and spending the night with her and her daughter and 3 large cats, we drove to Ashland, Oregon, to meet up with Bryn for our Do-It-Yourself high school reunion. We stayed in an inn that … Continue reading
Dennis spent a couple days on Memorial Day weekend splitting our winter’s wood. Here’s his operation. To paraphrase Hazel Motes in Flannery O’Connor’s Wise Blood: A man with a good truck don’t need no justification.
Liz and Dennis and I went to the Ben Sollee concert at the Old Rock House last night. I have not been to hear live music for a long time and had forgotten how much fun it can be. Liz … Continue reading
Possum up a ‘simmon tree, Raccoon on the ground. Raccoon say “You son-of-a-B, throw them ‘simmons down!” Dennis recalled this verse, one of his Grandfather’s (The Bard of the Ozarks) when I remarked all the persimmons left in the persimmon … Continue reading
Dennis and Colleen at Friday morning meeting Dennis and Ginger discuss important matters (finishing wax for bookshelves Dennis made)
The last time I saw my mother was Mother’s Day, 2000. Here she is long before then, when I was still small. And from our walk today: We happened upon these 2 turtles mating. When we got here we saw … Continue reading
When my father died we had not been close for years, largely due to my own stubbornness and pride. But these days I celebrate him every time I take a walk in the woods or stop to admire a plant … Continue reading
Kitten Britches was most gracious about sharing her bedroom with Liz. We had a good, though short, visit. Maybe the brothers will visit sometime too, and cook Thanksgiving dinner with us.