She was at least forty years old, by her own admission. Her hair was well past the shoulders and a somewhat indeterminate color for it combined within its curls blonde, brown and a touch of red. It was loose and lush about her shoulders. It looked windblown though we were inside a building, and although […]
Mounted Shooting: Bad Fall, Good Memories
Who thought shooting targets from horseback was fun? Well, they were right. In a manner of speaking. A friend, a horse lover and keeper had requested the pleasure of my company for a ride. It was weekly arrangement, though sometimes we rode together more often. She had three horses and her husband didn’t ride. She […]
Losing the way but finding new friends: Finland
Sometimes I joke about it, or I get teased a little about my propensity for taking the wrong direction but I think it’s an intentional misdirection I choose to commit myself to instead of a general ineptitude regarding maps. “Getting lost” or taking the wrong direction might be a source of irritation or embarrassment for […]
Love: “Variations on a Theme”
Sometimes a poem always comes to me. One which has been a favorite since I first read it thirty years ago. A poem which always reminded me of myself even before I understand what it fully might mean, and after I’ve have frenetic times of passion, violence and love. The Lady of Shallott by Lord […]
Photo Connections: 4th Grade & “Doubles”
I was looking back at a school photo of myself in fourth grade. I actually had a true smile I realized when I looked at it though I remembered my mother had had to trim down a newer shirt of my father’s for me to wear since I had nothing special. She’d carefully hemmed the […]
Red Haircrow 
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