The picture says it all. There are thousands of “finds” in dad’s shop. Just try to find something, specific. You can, umm…eventually. This is what moving onto mom and dad’s place can be like after they are gone. Dads been gone awhile and everything here was a part of his life. I have siblings thatContinue reading “Uncluttering: What is Where?”
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Work Worth the Dream
From the first wilderness story heard I had always dreamed of going where few venture. Rod or gun in hand (preferably both) paddling silently in a canoe through the northern waterways would often glide into my thoughts . Visions of bulling through the brush with pack, canoe, compass, and an old hand drawn map ofContinue reading “Work Worth the Dream”
From Whence We Came
We were young once. Almost half a century later some of our stories (even the true ones) might sound a bit far fetched. By the time this picture was taken we drove the tractor and the pick-up on the farm. We milked the cows by hand, made home-made slingshots, dwindled the farm-yard chicken numbers asContinue reading “From Whence We Came”
Green Rivers
Sometimes strange things happen in life for reasons even we can figure out. I’ve asked Tracy DeMarse (my daughter) to be a guest blogger. You will enjoy this and please make comments below. Green Rivers By Tracy DeMarse Do you ever look back and notice crazy threads that somehow seem to keepContinue reading “Green Rivers”
I Dare… Maybe
Not many go here anymore Every time I go by this old farmstead with the trees crowded around and over the entrance, I am reminded how much my life is like this place. The fields still grow some wild grasses and a little alfalfa, the fences are not used for cattle anymore, and the roadsContinue reading “I Dare… Maybe”
Lost Again… and other circular patterns.
I stayed out too late. The sun had set almost 2 hours before and the night was totally black but for a few stars seen through a haze overhead. It didn’t take me long to realize I would get lost quickly as I set out to find the truck less than a half mile awayContinue reading “Lost Again… and other circular patterns.”
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