Category Archives: Humptulips County

The Children’s Hour

Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day’s occupations, That is known as the Children’s Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The … Continue reading

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Random Impressions Of A Spring Day

I find this morning that what I most vividly and longingly recall is the sight of my grandson and his little sunburnt sister returning to their kitchen door from an excursion, with trophies of the meadow clutched in their hands … Continue reading

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The Legal Consequences Of The Phrase: “No Shit, Sherlock!”

At times, living in the countryside of Humptulips County has its own peculiar challenges.  Indeed, I suspect this is true of anyone living in the countryside anywhere in the world.  But some of the challenges of doing so are truly bizarre … Continue reading

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Daffodils, Robins, and Snakes, Oh My!

“Lions and tigers and bears, oh my!” Dorothy, Toto, the Tin Woodsman, and the Scarecrow as they pass through the forest before meeting the Cowardly Lion, The Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum. In Just- spring          when the world is … Continue reading

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First Walk

“Hadn’t thought about a walk as being a repetition of a theme,” said Derek, abruptly harking back to Sandy’s string of questions and considering his own past, “but I suppose it might be.  It’s just that you learn so much … Continue reading

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The First Faint Breath of Spring

All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey I’ve been for a walk on a winter’s day California Dreaming, Michelle Gilliam, John Phillips Make no mistake, it is still winter in Humptulips County.  As I write, we are … Continue reading

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Enchantment and Ground Fog

“After much wandering and search they found a way that they could climb, and with a last hundred feet of clawing scramble they were up.  They came to a cleft between two dark crags, and passing through found themselves on … Continue reading

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Strange Fruits of a Fickle Autumn

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the … Continue reading

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The First of November Comes A-Calling

My Sorrow, when she’s here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; She loves the bare, the withered tree; She walked the sodden pasture lane. Her pleasure will not let me stay. … Continue reading

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The Blessings of an Early October Day

It is early October in Humptulips County, and the trees have yet to begin turning color in earnest.  Our neighbor’s birch tree is the only tree in the neighborhood to have already undressed for winter.  It was in a hurry, as if a narcissist wishing … Continue reading

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