I woke when I saw George Floyd go limp. In my day, snuff films didn’t exist.
Elegy for George Floyd
Jack on the Monkey Puzzle
Jack's skeletal fingers pointed out the fiery oranges in his crib ...
A Vernacular Story
Paint on the floor and deep scratches, no doubt from the spurs on some local yokels’ cowboy boots; then the burns. (Who burns their floor?)
The Birthday
Surely, how one has lived one's life is a testament to a person’s existence, but the manner of one's own death? Is that also a testament of one's life?
Murdered at 19
I was reminded not to say the vicious word today. The way he was killed. The butchering. The Press slander ..
Outdoor Track Attracts
One local resident is seeking to offer joggers and runners a minimum 1/4-mile track.
Tortoise on the Run
With temperatures reaching into the low 90's in our Oven State and the heir apparent of creatures extraordinaire, I was brought a gopher tortoise by a bunch of my neighbors who had no idea why a one-to-five-pound tortoise would be running at lighting speed (for a turtle) through our streets and alley ways. We allowed... Continue Reading →
Ducklings Beware
One note to our wee, new friends: Beware; we have country folk here with their BBQ's at the ready for fresh, young fowl.
