The cold trigger curved around my finger….hammer cocked….a bullet anticipating a strike and thrust. The woods smelled of Fall, dry leaves crunched under my legs as I squatted down and leaned against a thick birch tree. I heard rustling sounds, imagining squirrels playfully darting back and forth, birds singing their last song of summer. In just another moment, it would all be silence. Read More (more ...)
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Nothing tires you out more than grandkids 1/10th your age with 10x your energy. After a week of being “grandpa” I reflect back to ensure I fulfilled my job to re-enforce they are loved and valued without conditions. My grandpa was 80 … Read More
Our cousins from California have gone home, linens changed, the kitchen cleaned up. It’s been a week of stories, discussions, and porch talk extended for hours. We did something that is becoming more and more rare; … Read More
Ding dong. Our doorbell rang and I heard my wife talking to the 8 year old neighbor girl who had stopped by to say hello. I was sitting on the couch nursing a bum hip from hoisting too many stones and rocks for landscaping. In consideration, my wife was gently telling her that we were busy and could not talk right now.
I quickly analyzed the situation;… Read More