Moms gardens were her passion. Dad always figured it might be her undoing and that in itself has provided stories. They had carved a place out of the woods for retirement to live happily ever after. For the most part it worked, but now it’s after. Moms gardens in the woods needed protection, fences sortContinue reading “I Miss You Mom, But Still Telling On You.”
Author Archives: Gary Fultz
Stalking Beaver
My Inspiration: Brother Craig wrote about the Beaver. So relevant on many levels for today…Check out his poem here Thanks Craig, you write so well! I couldn’t help but rewrite an old story written when I had about zero readers…I still tell my grand kids this (actually true, embellished a smidgen) story, but not atContinue reading “Stalking Beaver”
Unwinding Time
If I could stop the clock and unwind time. If only. My thoughts as I have been converting old photos, slides and negatives to digital. Reliving feelings, adventures, projects, kids, parents and siblings. Re-feeling hugs, challenges, adrenaline, splashing water. Re-hearing voices now gone, treasured moments and hard times. I thought I would share this ideaContinue reading “Unwinding Time”
Smokey Shadow
When we were kids, us siblings decided to sleep overnight in the huge haymow of the barn. Sleep in the hay! yea! (insert picture of actual barn) A big yard light gave off enough light through the top of the flopped open barn door to see enough, and enough dark to sleep. Maybe. The 12Continue reading “Smokey Shadow”
Honey?
Traveling through a small town close to nowhere recently, I stopped at a small gas station in Northern Wisconsin. While browsing through both short aisles for some things to munch on I could tell the young, soon to be, cashier was being trained in by an older women who seemed insistent that she call herContinue reading “Honey?”
Cold Beauty
I watched the cold foggy early morning come into the light. A magical fairyland I thought. One could just watch in awe at the transformation. The fog had rushed to form intricate crystals over everything. Odd. Something was odd, yet beautiful. I closed my morning reading, sipped my strong morning coffee brew and silently saidContinue reading “Cold Beauty”
Wintering In Spirit
How does one fight depression? I spend most winters slugging through a depression as do about 15% of the population. Right now I am waiting for the sun to peek out and quickly set from several days of moody weather. The clouds are lifting weather wise. My personal clouds seem to have settled in forContinue reading “Wintering In Spirit”
Cold Cold Hands
“Grandpa, my hands are cold and I can’t find my gloves” said a small whimpering six year old voice behind me. I laid down my ice fishing auger and turned to see two little bare red hands extended out to me in the freezing temperatures. No gloves, 100 yards away from the semi-warm fish house,Continue reading “Cold Cold Hands”
Life Flight update
My last Blog was from the hospital critical care unit. We almost lost our middle daughter. So many wanted an update, wrote kind words and said they were praying for her. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Stories abound. I may write about them in my spiritual blog later. Tania is home now under strictContinue reading “Life Flight update”
Hi
The Life Flight Helicopter sat on the pad ready. The local critical team had her intubated and loaded with IV’s, bundled and ready to fly. Small plows were clearing the snow laden lanes. 90 minutes had gone by when seconds counted. Our daughter might die. All the medical centers said they were out of beds.Continue reading “Hi”
