I love, love, LOVE this time of year. Two short weeks where the weather is absolutely perfect and the trees so red and golden you could drink them for wine. We went on a church picnic, and here are a few shots I took there. This afternoon, my brother Ben agreed to take some reference […]
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Crack and boom of wild wars. Spirits rise to darkened skies. No hay today. I sit at my desk in the early morning, facing the blank white blind which I have pulled across my window to hide the dark. No face, no beauty in that. Words puddle on my computer screen, muddle from my fingers–fun
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I am a small mouse crouching in the grass, pink ears trembling, sky too large. This haiku, along with a poster-sized illustration of a small mouse in large grass, hangs on the east wall of my bedroom. I have never written anything more self-descriptive. Several years ago, I submitted the haiku to Red Cedar, the
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A Guest Post by Lilian Stotzfus: Said the ant to the great tree, “I have a question for thee.” The tree stood and waited, and the ant continued. “Are you a he, or are you a she?” Pine needles whispered in the breeze. “I am both a he and a she,” said the tree. “What
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In the front corner of our front yard, beside the driveway and the road, are two huge rocks. In the opposite corner of the yard, also facing the road, are two more. When I say huge, I mean rocks that are almost as tall as I am (five foot, three and three fourths inches) and
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