Monthly Archives: March 2016

Horsey 15 March 2016

Feeling horsey today: The compact bay mare’s eyes widened, nostrils flaring at the thin trickle of water crossing the trail. Gathering her well-muscled hindquarters, which should have been clue enough for the chatting rider, Lena leapt over the offending water, … Continue reading

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Heroes 14 March 2016

  We’ve been reading about heroes, starting with a basketball coach known for a philosophy called, ‘The Carolina Way.” It involved ‘playing hard, playing together, and playing smart.’ One piece that we read had to do with practicing a skill … Continue reading

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Remembering 10 March 2016

As it gets closer to the anniversary of my little sister’s death, I can’t help but to miss her all the more. I wrote this piece about the way we stuck together as little kids. She was always the strong … Continue reading

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Winding 9 March 2016

Playing with setting: The road was winding and steep, and despite the nauseous feeling in Grady’s stomach, he couldn’t help looking down the rock-strewn ledge to the rushing water below. There were shiny bits sparkling under the rushing, spring-swollen creek. … Continue reading

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Treasure 8 March 2016

My 1949 Minneapolis Moline ZA tractor: She is sleek and beautiful in all of her Prairie Gold and Cherry Red splendor. I can feel the work she’s done in the field over the last 64 years and the hands that … Continue reading

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Hope 7 March 2016

My Indian horse is a goober. He is powerful to ride with long legs flailing all over when he gallops. He nibbles my boot in the stirrup when we stop and he gets bored. For some reason he brings hope … Continue reading

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The Closet 3 March 2016

The Closet The drab, brown door opens up a new, a better world for me in the house of my childhood. Climbing to the top shelf, above the folded sheets, towels and washcloths, nestling in and among the bulkier blankets. … Continue reading

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A Love Poem 1 March 2016

Love Love doesn’t have to be giving up yourself, like being absorbed into a heap. Love doesn’t have to take your personality like that one unique snowflake shoveled from the walk. Love can be two spirits, flying side-by-side down paths too … Continue reading

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