of roads taken and not taken…

January 31, 2010

Not far from here is my home of a number of years and the companion who comes along with it. …

At the Mercy of Royalty…

January 28, 2010

I still think of her stepping daintily down the graveled drive, looking off to the West, stopping and listening and …

January 27, 2010

I came into puberty in the 50’s. At that time, no matter how tempted, nice girls kept a dime between …

January 25, 2010

Oh, the wayward wind is a restless wind A restless wind that yearns to wander And I was born …

January 22, 2010

Morning breaks over the cluster of mills along the Poudre River. Already there is the smell of corn being ground and …

January 21, 2010

There’s a lot going on to think and write about. This afternoon, etching itself with a red-hot branding iron on …

January 19, 2010

I come fresh from a day filled with words, shaping prose to illuminate a history, speaking in tongues …