Probably not the last

Today, a photo-essay. Think of it as a flipbook with captions, and lots of nice pictures of the hubs... Just in case you're not from around here, we had some hellacious winds last night. Made me think the house was gonna' lift right off the foundation and fly away. Thankfully, that didn't happen. We made'r... Continue Reading →

Inflammation of the phalanges

We'll call it an incident. I suppose we could call it aging. Or stupidity. But we're going to go with an incident. It started with that damned cardboard. I've always known my fingers were bulls-eyes for arthritis. My childhood is pocked with memories of my mom's engorged knuckles and all the digital calisthenics employed to... Continue Reading →

Angry Birds

I had a face-off with a crane this morning. Mama or Papa I wasn't sure, but I'm going with PaPa, for this was a form of road rage I was vaguely familiar with. On the way home from town, my road was blocked by a startlingly beautiful young family of Sandhills. High-stepping in circles on... Continue Reading →

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