1. Confusion came with warm weather and rain. Lantana and Lilies. Cowpen and Four Nerve and Blackfoot Daisies. Salvia and Spiderwort and Prairie Verbena. Ten-petal Anemone and Agarita and Echinacae. Texas Redbud. They all blossomed early, and the yard has exploded in purples and yellows and whites. 2. There is a school girl who walks by our house [...]
The dogs walked around the yard a bit, sniffed the balmy air and went back inside. It was dark. I couldn’t see my feet in the shadows. I stood there in the warm night letting my eyes adjust. A breeze came up. It blew thru the branches of the pine tree and made that lonesome [...]
Saturday, February 11, 2012
When we got out of the car, Trudy want into the house, and I went around the side to drop some bottles into the recycling bin. There was a hooting somewhere in the back. I mean a real hoo-hoo-hoo hooting. The kind of clichéd owl sound you might hear on a cartoon. I stood silently, listening [...]
As I sat at my desk, I looked out the window. A Squirrel was out there, sitting on the old Ash tree stump, bushy tail curled once, curled twice, eating a found pecan. A Monarch fluttered among the yellow Cowpen Daisy blossoms. Lesser Goldfinches splashed in the birdbaths sitting on the ground beneath the Lacey Oak. [...]
1. Last Night Something woke us in the middle of the night. Strange sounds outside. A muffled swooshing-swishing. We sat up, listening intently but seeing nothing in the dark. “Is that rain?” We dashed to the door and looked out. Indeed it was rain. Beating hard on the roof. Gushing out the downspouts. It came in [...]
Saturday, October 8, 2011
The fair and industrious Trudy is painting, again. One by one, the interior walls are falling to her brush. “Can you deal with Guinness?” she asked me. “He barking right in my ear while I paint.” So I called his name using the magic word “walk” and picked up his leash, and we headed out [...]
A breeze blew over the bed early this morning. We woke up and scooted closer together to stay warm. The 100+ days and 90+ nights are evidently finally gone, just in time for October. The Cowpen Daisies are blooming and filled with bees. A volunteer Morning Glory that I’ve been nurturing thru the parched summer (a [...]
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
We’re sitting here far back from the stage in the chairs-allowed zone. We’re waiting for Cee Lo and for Stevie after that. But here’s the thing… Skattex. Scabex. Shrillex. Who are these guys? Over there on another stage more than a football field away, a band is playing: Skrillex. They’re way over there, yet the ground [...]
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
At precisely the time when Black Dub was supposed to start, the guy in front of me moved stood up. He looked down at his girlfriend and up at the stage and started hooting, “Come on, guys! It’s time to start!” And at that very moment, the band came out. They began playing and singing, and the [...]
Monday, September 19, 2011
An airplane is flying overhead pulling a banner advertising a Snowball Fest in Colorado in March. The two women standing in front of me are now sitting down studying tomorrows festival lineup. Some people to my left are standing next to me in a circle laughing and talking and drinking beers. There are lines at [...]
