“Holy crap!,” I found myself surmizing, “How is it that I’m able to think at all?” Earlier, I took my mind for a walk. Both it and the rest of me needed the exercise and fresh air. And while, my body obeyed every command given it, my mind chose to wander off and it got…

While fueling my truck at Costco, I heard the gas pump, in a male voice, ask, “Hello, how are you?” Startled, I answered “I’m doing good.” Costco recently replaced all the pumps, so I figured it to be something new that came with the reconstruction. That’s when the pump inquired, “What are you up to?” I…

“Boredom has got me by the nuts,” I complain to the dogs. They’re not very good listeners, at least not when it comes to my bitching and moaning. However, grab a bag of potato chips or clink a spoon against a dish and see the four-legged beggars come running. That’s how a dog’s life works:…

Perhaps I heard her alarm beeping. I know I hear the shower as she turns it on. Auto-reflex – I pull my covers over my head, pretending the light from her room isn’t real. Unfortunately, it is. I know I must get out of bed. It’s the same activity of the morning, from day-to-day, whether…

All the leaves are gone. Standing, frozen, awaiting Heavy snow to adorn Their naked limbs, A delicate beauty.

Before we were old enough to go out and help around the farm, like our cousins, my brother and I would end up staying with Grandma. There was very little to do, so we quickly grew bored and that’s how we got in to trouble. Grandma raised chickens in a large coop out back of…

Tambor Adams was a natural-born complainer. His chief complaint being that he always wished he were someplace else than where he was now. Time and again, family, friends and co-workers heard him say, “I wish I wasn’t here.” It didn’t matter if he were in a fancy restaurant, his corner office at work, church, his…

Boredom got the better of me and I decided to visit a book store to have a look around. I didn’t buy anything as my wife says ‘One more book and I’m gonna do more with it than throw it at you.’ I believe her. “Not a bad-looking woman,” I thought as I passed a…

Love the long dusty road, Crunch of gravel Beneath boot and hoof. Come on friend, travel Down that dusty road, Where life awaits. Thirty-year old tractor, Fence posts, barbed wire, Barking ranch dogs, Kids doing chores. Heifer, hawk, coyote Down that long dusty road. Barnes half-fallen, Sun-weathered boards, Bailing wire, nails. Down that dusty road…

More like a river Than that of a man. Fast flowing water. No apologies For being untamed.