By the gate that was chained shut because of the septic tank drainage field was a giant agave. Beside it was a smaller replica that was probably a pup from years back. As i loaded the trash can into the car one day i noticed there was a third, even smaller, agave. The pup had […]
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Icing on a Computer
Those who knew me well were aware that i had a collection of movies i considered the best visual, auditory, and emotional experiences i had the privilege of tasting. There were 84 movies in the large black zip-up case. They had all passed a series of criteria to get there. First, the story-line had to […]
Sili and Cashew Weather Cedar Season
For those of you who don’t understand what is going on in the picture where Cashew has placed her butt over Sili’s head, she is trying to dominate her…only Sili is wearing a plastic cone on her head so, this complicates Cashew’s desire to sit on it.
Satellite Internet
I was torn. With the introduction of indoor laundry and satellite internet it seemed i was moving away from the old fashioned ways of doing things that i had sought to return to in the first place. It felt wrong and dirty to be moving towards bringing technology to my little slice of wilderness. However, […]
The Problem of Smelly Feet
My sister had been a ballet dancer while we were growing up. Her feet were often bloody and blistered from her pointe shoes and i remember her rinsing them under cool water in the bathtub after one of her performances. My sister always had foot odor but i never did. All through our childhood i […]
The Hill Country Sky
Flooding on the Homestead
The forecast predicted nonstop rain for two solid days and for once they were right. It rained steadily for two days. It was wet enough on day one but when i came home from work on day 2 i was greeted by a canal in front of my property. The water was draining alongside the […]
Tornados in January?
I had spoken on the phone with my mother the night before. She had said the weatherman recommended securing patio furniture and taking the more portable items into the garage or the house as they were forecasting 70 mph winds and a tornado watch for the following day. The weather was supposed to be the […]
A Trail of Dead Trees
I was tired; oh so tired. Sleep for ten minutes sitting on the floor against the wall in the break room tired. The problem was not that my internal compass was broken. The problem was power, or lack of it. The problem was the absence of any influence or relevance to the final vision in […]
