Mother Nature. What a gal. What a wonderful world she gave us to live in. Just look up at the sky some dark night. Who would’ve guessed what Mira is up to…up there. Mira being a star. Not a movie star. Nope. There’s no comparison to movie stars when it comes to the red […]Read more "SUPERSTAR"
Fourth of July. It’s heeeeere.. As in, today. Maybe it’ll rain. Maybe it won’t. Hot and dry and 95 degrees more than likely. That’s Texas weather for ya. Probably get both. All at the same time. One part of the county will take the hit. The other will take the heat. Either way is […]Read more "FREE TO BE"
The days are clear, Day after day, When April’s here, That leads to May, And June Must follow soon: Stay, June, stay! – If only we could stop the moon And June! —Christina Georgina Rossetti O well. Nobody can stop time. That’s the way it goes. First your money. Then your clothes. But less […]Read more "SUBLIME SUMMERTIME"
Hot dang. Dang, it’s hot. Summertime. And the livin’ is easy. Summer is here. Splish splash. Dive into the City of Masonswimming pool. Located just south of the Mason County Library. Back at the ranch, cool off in the concrete tank. Sit on the porch and take in the breeze. Row row row the […]Read more "BE COOL"
June. From Old French to Latin. “Mensis Junius.” Which means “the month of Juno.” According to trusty Webster. June. Such a lovely word. Lovely enough to be a girl’s name. Not many months can own up to that. Let’s see. There’s April. That’s a girl’s name. And May. Often spelled Mae, as a name. […]Read more "SWOON FOR JUNE"
Coreopsis. Crowding the pasture. Careening through the draws. Crashing through the barbed wire. Advancing into every open space it can find. Celebrating. It’s good to be a wildflower. Especially with rain. Spring weather. Moisture. Heat. Cool mornings. Cool enough for blankets. Indian blankets too. And Gayfeathers. Winecups. White prickly poppy. Yes, it’s good to […]Read more "FLOWER POWER"
Fine. Be that way. O very, merry month of May. June’s in the wings. Just waiting to come onstage. So go ahead. Leave. You didn’t last very long. In fact, you sped right by. Or so it seems. But you packed a wallop while you were here. You brought rain. And wind. Tons of wildflowers. […]Read more "HOW MANY MORE SPRINGS?"