Category Archives: Humptulips County

The Moment Of Truth

If you hear music when she’s near you And Christmas comes ev’ry day of the year Then you must know why it’s the first clue That the moment of truth is near The Moment Of Truth, Tex Satterwhite, Frank Scott … Continue reading

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A Beacon in the Mists of Time

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. F Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby “We all make stupid, critical mistakes – some of them real corkers.  But none of us ever thinks there’s an … Continue reading

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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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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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Lazing About On An August Morning

I am sitting on our front porch enjoying the quiet of a late August Sunday morning.  I just returned from getting our Sunday papers and stopped here to enjoy the hush I interrupted with uneven steps and the staccato thudding of my cane. A lone single-engine airplane … Continue reading

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The Momentary Stewardship Of Gods And Daisies

Take your place on The Great Mandala As it moves through your brief moment of time. Win or lose now you must choose now And if you lose you’re only losing your life. Peter Yarrow, The Great Mandala Each May … Continue reading

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The Meek New World

I’ve woken up in a new world.  Not a brave one; one created by insecure people afraid of a future they’re unable to understand.  The view of this new world from Humptulips County is mixed – mostly bad, but with just enough dash of good in the mixture … Continue reading

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Another Country

I love these raw moist dawns with a thousand birds you hear but can’t quite see in the mist. My old alien body is a foreigner struggling to get into another country. The loon call makes me shiver. Back at … Continue reading

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Fields of Fleece

I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. I … Continue reading

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Do Not Go Gently Into That Good Night

The past few days have been difficult ones here at the Farm.  High winds have blasted Humptulips County causing several extensive power failures across the grid.  Last Friday morning, I watched the power flicker on and off four times before it finally crashed for … Continue reading

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