Reflections
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Plum Moon
The only word for this year’s plum moon season is, abundant. It began in the late of winter. The weather warmed and the fruit trees, all of them, bloomed at once. Normally, the apricots will bloom first. Followed by plumbs and then by the… Continue reading
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Awfully Good
My eight-year-old granddaughter came home from school and told a story using the phrase “awfully good.” Eyes rolled when I asked what do you mean by “awfully” good? We talk from time to time about words she picks up from school. You can… Continue reading
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Just Beyond Bull
How we interpret some words matters to the when or where they are spoken. So it is with bullshit. I picked up bullshit just as I left childhood behind. A gentleman Okie, Wallace, down the road from us had a fairly colorful… Continue reading
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Quiet Talk
Three of them sat around the afternoon fire talking. Sometime ago he had taken a thirty-six-inch tractor rim and set it in the ground. As the two of them talked he watched the fire. Noticing that as the rim heated, the ground around… Continue reading
Chewing the Cud 