Here’s Wilson just before entering big boy boot camp.  He’ll be there one more week, but today I had a visit with him.  I drove up just as he was completing a walk.  Yes, I said, a WALK!  Not a … Continue reading →

I met Mary during law school.  One day she simply parked herself next to me during class … a Law Ethics class … and then proceeded to flagrantly cheat off me during every exam we were given.  Law Ethics, indeed!  … Continue reading →

I’m generally not a fan of rhyming poetry.  Maybe I’m simply lazy and the work to count out meter and locate rhyme is more than my shrinking brain can handle.  (I’ve had brain surgery, you know!)  I’m a free bird … Continue reading →

  Longtime reader and friend, Dave McChesney, shared this photo of his front walkway in Spokane.  I look out over my desert landscape and can’t imagine such a scene, such cold … such expert shovel work.  Thanks, Dave.  He says he’ll share … Continue reading →

Andrew Wyeth passed on today.  One of my favorite painters; I loved his mature and enduring style, his subdued color palette, realistic renderings, and the depiction of emotionally charged symbolic objects.  His works were poetry on canvas — simple, yet … Continue reading →

All across the country, birds have journeyed away to find warmth for their wings.  People quietly approach their fireplaces to turn the logs because there’s mystery in a fire and to let one’s voice fall over it would somehow be … Continue reading →

If it falls from my head and lands anywhere near my fingers, it may end up here or at least somewhere near here. But if it falls from my head while my hands are in the car, driving from here … Continue reading →

Wilson began today what we might think of as the equivalent to a Masters Degree program.  He’s gone through grade school, high school, college (where he received his Canine Good Citizen award) and now he’s studing to become a Service … Continue reading →

When I was a child, my parents committed child endangerment by letting me stay up until midnight (as if anyone could sleep) and giving me a teensy-weensy glass of champagne to celebrate the new year. Things are different now.  I … Continue reading →

Happy New Year, my good friends. May we find writing success, if it’s nothing more than amusing ourselves and offering it to one other person.  May we find publication if we so wish, but beyond that, may we be fulfilled … Continue reading →