Archive | March, 2013


Consider the Mango

Consider the Mango, so few come to us ripe, that when they do, well, lets just say there are a lot of them around here now days. First of all there is “ripe” then there is “perfect”. Those that have the slightest “give” when gently held and softly squeezed, a small shudder of anticipation, a […]

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Memories – Mama and Sweet Lorene

Out the back door Mama sits, wedged around some summer table we’ve scavenged, complete with sun faded, once white, plastic chairs and our three dogs sifting around her feet for crumbs. Most mornings, she and Sweet Lorene arrive here at our house on Dogwood street to run the dogs, fold towels and put away things […]

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Someone has ravaged the toilet paper; a roll lies torn and gashed in the hallway, another beaten by the bath, white against the floor, they are crime scene, chalk body outlines from some doggie drive by. It happens so fast, it couldn’t be our dogs; aren’t they asleep at our feet or curled in the […]

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Stars in Heaven,

I ran across this old Redmond photo of cattle being driven down 6th street over on Katie Kirk’s FB. They used to do that in the ’50’s to get to the auction yard south of town. It reminded me of this story from the same time. That might even be me and some little girl […]

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