It’s the Little Things | Happy Thanksgiving 2015

It’s a quarter to three.  To be real honest, there isn’t anything special about today, and yet it’s probably the best day I’ve had in ages.  On the productivity scale of 1-10, ten being about as productive as one can get…I’m scoring myself about a three.  I’ve taken a shower, prepared bacon wrapped water chestnuts… Continue reading It’s the Little Things | Happy Thanksgiving 2015

Piecing the Perfect Puzzle

My life has been a little fractured of late, but not necessarily in a bad way.  Just fractured in pieces.  Maybe that isn’t even the best way to describe it.  More like a puzzle, I guess, when you open it for the first time and the picture on the front turns out to be a… Continue reading Piecing the Perfect Puzzle

My Love, For Sale | A Poem

  I feel like this poem might need to be clarified.  Why?  I'm not sure.  But it's been kicking around in my notebook for a couple of weeks, and for some reason I wanted to share it.  Still not sure why.  Anyway, to be clear, I get inspired sometimes by the strangest things.  This poem… Continue reading My Love, For Sale | A Poem

Happiness is a Journey, Not a Destination…

I went to a funeral yesterday.  I laughed a lot.  At the funeral.  During the service. And that was the point… The life we celebrated yesterday was that of a man I had never met, but the service was standing room only with others who knew him and loved him.  My wife and his wife… Continue reading Happiness is a Journey, Not a Destination…

Wyatt Loves His Trees…

Wyatt Pendleton loves his apple trees, but that may not be enough to keep them.  You see, Wyatt has been abandoned by his workers and without anyone to help him harvest his apples he cannot afford to keep the orchard.  Or his home. As autumn begins, Wyatt is on the eve of selling his beloved… Continue reading Wyatt Loves His Trees…

The Two Became Friends in the Rain on a Whim

Max was a nerd, he played on the grass. Max was in love, but he knew it would pass. Max saw a girl that he knew was the one. Max was in love, but it wasn’t that fun. He pined for a girl that was out of his league. He wanted to wave but didn’t… Continue reading The Two Became Friends in the Rain on a Whim