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A scrambled scribble of hodgepodge scraps, ragbag thoughts, an all-around mishmash about pens, inks, books and…well, whatever

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Spuds of Another Sort

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L iving out here among the trees and critters of Oak Hill includes some form of daily yard upkeep, be it raking, picking up fallen limbs, ...
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Thursday, May 23, 2013

Umbrella of Rain

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I n a backyard rainstorm… Spanish moss trembling in a downpour,  on the bird feeder’s plastic face tiny wet footprints  desperat...
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Monday, May 20, 2013

Karaoke with Arletta

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A friend came out to the country on Sunday to while away a few hours under the oak trees with their swarms of mosquitoes and graceful swags...
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Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Under the Camphor Tree

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S urely a connection to the absence of noise and distraction, the days here in the Florida wilds far removed from city sights and sounds p...
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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Red Ryder

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I n 1886 the Plymouth Iron Windmill Company of Plymouth, Michigan made windmills for farmers, but sales were poor and the company was near...
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Thursday, May 9, 2013

Growing Accustomed

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T his Thursday marks one week that I’ve been in the Oak Hill house and not surprisingly a week of trial and error, discovery, realizations...
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Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Training Day

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T oday was squirrel training day, hours spent in a hard backyard chair guarding the bird feeder and teaching discipline to prospective con...
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A longtime expat relearning the footwork of life in America
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