Sprout is Back…
Sprout is Back…
/ August 16, 2019 0 COMMENTS

Our son and daughter-in-law, the Window to the Wild folk, are busy with baby showers at the moment. This week they took a trip out of town to party with her side of the family in Michigan. And we got Sprout…the grand-dog…the great Pyrenees pup.  I suppose it keeps us on our toes for when…

The Fruit of the Spirit…
The Fruit of the Spirit…
/ August 13, 2019 0 COMMENTS

A friend of mine travelled to South America and I asked her to show me her pictures… “I don’t want to be a bore,” she said. I insisted and when she got to the shots she’d taken in a fruit & vegetable market in Peru I was so taken by the vibrant colors spilling off…

My Followers…
My Followers…
/ August 8, 2019 0 COMMENTS

On my way home one morning Charlie come dashing up the lane to great me, “I’ve already been on my walk,” I told her leaning down to rub her ears as she nuzzled my pockets for the biscuits I’d already given away. “Sorry, I don’t have any treats for you!”  She wagged her tail and…

Farmers at Work…
Farmers at Work…
/ August 5, 2019 0 COMMENTS

Hubs and I have tractor envy. The farmers around us have the latest air-conditioned models that they ride on roads and between fields and sometimes home to their barns. But for the most part, like children they leave their toys out when they’re called in for supper. Because of the rain this year the mowing…

Air-Conditioning…
Air-Conditioning…
/ July 31, 2019 0 COMMENTS

In England I used to turn on the heat during the winter months only when my sensible cold weather, indoor gear of a sweater, long trousers, socks and slippers failed to keep me comfortable. Then I’d conservatively heat the main rooms with fires (or central heating if we had it) and cook as many of…

Shads au Contraire…
Shads au Contraire…
/ July 29, 2019 0 COMMENTS

This year we were all set to take our five cats at Footlights for their annual rabies shots. I went up into the attic and brought down the three boxes I have for mine. Daughts worked on her two in the bardominium. When the time arrived for departure mine wouldn’t co-operate. Bedlam broke out in…

Psalm 131…
Psalm 131…
/ July 25, 2019 0 COMMENTS

When I walk in the mornings I let my thoughts loose; I examine them in the fresh light of a Rigsby Lane dawn. This week it’s the afterlife that’s been niggling at me… …I won’t be here so why am I worried about what will happen when I’m gone? It’s not as if I’m just…

The Live Oak…
The Live Oak…
/ July 22, 2019 0 COMMENTS

Live oaks stay leafy all year. In their part of the woods leaves crunch underfoot catching autumn off guard. When winter drops its snow she stands tall in the watery sun and glimmers green.   Live oaks sprawl lazily up entwining their branches and mischievously reach out to chuck the wind under its chin and…

Is it Dry Yet?…
Is it Dry Yet?…
/ July 18, 2019 1 COMMENTS

Hubs sprays the house for pests, beetles, scorpions, ants and other creepy crawlies that I don’t really mind unless they’re in my pantry.  The cats don’t need to be bitten though and scorpions turn up in the darnedest of places. The spray leaves a trickle of residue along the baseboards usually a few days after…

Thirty Years Ago…
Thirty Years Ago…
/ July 14, 2019 3 COMMENTS

Thirty years ago I was working as the phone room manager at Rainbow-Ticketmaster in Dallas. I had two sons, Ian was 3 and a bit, Simon was 10 months old and my blue-eyed cowboy was preparing to go on the One For All World Tour with The Bee-Gees. Rehearsals began in February 1989, the tour…