Monthly Archives: October 2017

It’s Late October And All Is Well

It’s late October, 2017.  I have nearly completed my seventy-second October, twenty-six of which have been spent here on the Farm amid our fields.  All Octobers are watercolor landscapes, but no two are alike.  As with any watercolor of a similar view painted from a … Continue reading

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It’s Not My Problem Anymore, It’s Yours

Dear NRA Members and Sympathizers: If the Las Vegas massacre has a message for you, it’s that the incredible number of dead and injured are your responsibility, not mine.  Be sure to read all of the names of the dead … Continue reading

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Fairy Tales Can Come True (Even If Only For Awhile)

Fairy tales can come true, it can happen to you If you’re young at heart. Young at Heart, Johnny Richards and Carolyn Leigh Once upon a time, probably in the early 1990s, I walked into a small bookshop in Seattle … Continue reading

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