Writing Down the Words

  I sit and watch the finches at the feeder thinking first that I am glad I thought to replenish the seed, then notice the sheer beauty of t...

Expecting to be settled as I aged and relaxed into retirement, I have been, instead, shuttling from one place to another, boxing up my belon...

  I came into this world naked and helpless,  bearing the genetic structure composed of elements that stretch back to the origin of our spec...

  Dinner Disasters   Dinnertime is usually pretty tame at our house. One of us cooks, all of us eat, and we take turns cleaning up. Occasion...

  Looking out. Looking in. There is a window in my bedroom wall that faces west through which, when I am inside looking out, I can see the r...

Old homestead                                                                    Berry patch (L) and brook (R) behind me Yesterday I stood i...

  I look out the window at the familiar trees of my childhood, the great pines, the lone oak still holding its leathery brown leaves on this...