Monthly Archives: October 2010

I, ABBIE, TAKE THEE, MICHAEL

Abbie paused at the pasture gate.  A whippoorwill was calling in the distance and the rhythmic cadence of evening peepers was a sound noted but not intrusive.  Her cotton dress was light for this early in the spring, and she … Continue reading

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OLD WORDS

    I used the phrase, “priming the pump”, the other day and was met with a blank stare.  It got me to thinking about the origins of the words we use.  Folks under forty probably wouldn’t know what priming … Continue reading

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Fall has come to Indiana and the hand of God sweeps over the countryside, welcoming us to His banquet. In the Wabash Valley color is everywhere. When Big Pine Creek is in flood stage, Purdue students bring canoes and kayaks … Continue reading

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CAT

  I know you feel no reverence for my godhood; not like the golden collie over there who shudders with pleasure at any careless touch.   No, your attentions bode a lower ambition; making me aware of your presence in … Continue reading

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TOMATOES

The fruit hangs heavy beneath thick, green branches; sun-baked in crimson succulence and glistening with dew.   The orb spider stands guard among the shuddering strands, darting to investigate his disturbed traplines.   I hesitate before his domain, reluctant to … Continue reading

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Battle in the Living Room

Last night I was sitting in the living room, feet up and watching TV, when a 300-pound spider crawled out from under the couch.  I grabbed my handy fly swatter and gave chase.  The spider ran under the entertainment center.  … Continue reading

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A PLACE I KNOW

There’s a place I know where love is free and laughter echoes back to me. A place where danger fades away and the nearest thing to tragedy is a broken toy or rainy day to interrupt a world of play. … Continue reading

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