Author Archives: Gary Fultz

A Bird Fiasco

The rains came, wind gusts filled the porch, the end door blew open and something came in trying to wreck the place. The grill was banging like a bear was trying to wreck it. My blood pressure began to descend when I saw the bird. A grouse flapping everywhere. Those things are dangerous in flightContinue reading “A Bird Fiasco”

Getting Noticed

  I recently read (this morning actually) a passage on how much getting noticed meant to one man who has probably more influence than any of us could ever dream of doing. I have been thinking about it all day. With a billion people on social media (whatever the number is it’s lot) it seemsContinue reading “Getting Noticed”

Living in Mid-Autumn

Autumn beauty is everywhere around our neck of the woods. Stuff is dying like crazy. Beautiful fall leaves changing color are dying leaves. Most of the worker bees have been chased out of the nest and are gone even though there are still a few flowers blooming. That will end this week as temperatures willContinue reading “Living in Mid-Autumn”

Thoughts with a view

Our dining room, kitchen and living room are all one big open space. To the west through the patio doors is a huge screened in area we call our west screen porch. We have a view and I try to share some of the things we see out the window now and then. Have aContinue reading “Thoughts with a view”

Dazzling Dew Drop

I watched the sun come up. It was my meeting place and time with God. In all the hundreds of Flowers outside the porch, I noticed one with 3 dew drops on it’s petals and reflections in each drop. The thought has crossed my mind often that each of us has no more significance inContinue reading “Dazzling Dew Drop”

Filling Dads Shoes

It’s not possible, you know, to fill dad’s shoes. Why do I even want to try? What drives one to be the hero and mentor to others just like dad? Why do I want to retrace his steps or maybe to accomplish similar feats? I don’t know. I do know it’s hard to just standContinue reading “Filling Dads Shoes”

One Cast, Two Fish Story

Its not often a fish is caught on the first cast. Two fish with one cast is, well, unusual and has the makings of another fish tale. This one is special as it’s one of dad’s oft fished lakes. It’s still hard to think that while I was fishing, dad was taking his last breaths.Continue reading “One Cast, Two Fish Story”

A Family Tastes the Wilderness, and it’s Good

My oldest grand daughter is going into her senior high school year so she had the privilege of choosing the family vacation. She chose to go to the BWCA wilderness with grandpa as guide. How cool is that? 5 days unplugged from technology and looking at the sky for hints of a weather forecast. 5Continue reading “A Family Tastes the Wilderness, and it’s Good”

Gone Fishing Stories

Getting a group of fishermen together on a nice saturday morning is kind of like throwing a party for introverts. It’s hard to get people to show up. About 40 guys and a slew of boats at this little but mighty country church. I suspect a nice breakfast helped the draw. Many are friends. fatherContinue reading “Gone Fishing Stories”