Category Archives: Ponderings on the Meaning of Things

A Beacon in the Mists of Time

Posted on April 21, 2021 by Gavin Stevens

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The Immensity of Shrinking Horizons

Posted on May 7, 2020 by Gavin Stevens

When I was a boy growing up in an isolated valley in eastern Washington in the days before the Internet, I was restless despite the vastness of the sky I lived under. Even though the horizons were far away, I … Continue reading →

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It’s Late October And All Is Well

Posted on October 29, 2017 by Gavin Stevens

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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Lazing About On An August Morning

Posted on August 27, 2017 by Gavin Stevens

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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I Never Walk Alone

Posted on July 29, 2017 by Gavin Stevens

I walked to our mailbox and back yesterday twice (two tenths of a mile per trip) – once with my rollator (a walker with wheels) and once with a quad cane (a cane with four prongs).  Other than being tired from exercise … Continue reading →

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Navigating The Shallow Facebook Seas

Posted on July 17, 2017 by Gavin Stevens

I first met Danny at my friend Bob’s funeral last year.  Danny is Bob’s nephew and bears more than a passing resemblance to him both in appearance and demeanor.  We talked a bit, but funerals do not promote an atmosphere … Continue reading →

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They Also Serve Who Sit And Read

Posted on June 14, 2017 by Gavin Stevens

“They also serve who only stand and wait.” John Milton, When I consider how my light is spent Yesterday (a Tuesday in mid-June). Helen sat for two hours in the heart of the day and read a book.  It was raining yesterday, … Continue reading →

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Different Strokes

Posted on May 1, 2017 by Gavin Stevens

Life is full of unexpected surprises.  Some surprises are good and some are bad, with both sides of the coin ranging from a one (mild, whichever kind of surprise) to a ten (either a wonderful or woeful surprise).  On December … Continue reading →

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A Path Through The Worlds

Posted on September 5, 2016 by Gavin Stevens

We have lived in our present home for 20 plus years, and the lower part of our driveway consisted of dirt and gravel until two weeks ago.  We finally decided to pave the driveway up to the point of the existing … Continue reading →

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Passion, Ruthlessness, Dedication, Courage, And The Novel

Posted on June 24, 2016 by Gavin Stevens

                                              Beautiful Thing! the flame’s lover –                                         The pitiful dead cry back to us from the fire, cold in the fire, crying out – wanting to be chaffed and cherished                          those that have written books We read: not … Continue reading →

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