Browsing Category: Journal Pages

               If at the end of life I am given chance to re-live again, one more time, experiences I’ve loved: I pray to hear my oldest son on the piano.                I listened to him today.  He played a song called “Cathedral Bells” and, closing my eyes, I could hear again the organ-sound of the […]

               “You were smiling so big!” my nine-year old son tells me, his own showing as he says.                “I was,” I affirm.                “You were so happy!”                “I was,” I affirm again.                Many times, he repeats the same on our drive home and after, when we are there.                This is what […]

        You can tell when the humidity changes.  Seed in the planter begins to stick and lines plug in the clinging of the seed.           Everything works perfect—then it doesn’t—and you step outside the tractor cab and feel the air cling and stick to you as it does the seed in the […]

               I didn’t think I’d cry—but I did; one of those when eyes warm and you feel them there and dab with sleeve before they run, not continuous, but there for a time when emotion comes and needs a place to go.                Top of the second inning played right as I made it to […]

               There is a bag beside me filled with seeds and potatoes for tomorrow.  For the most part, my early efforts didn’t work—and so I try again.                 The onions are beginning to break through from bulbs, hollow green shoots through the worked clay loam.  They are far from uniform, or complete from breaking, but […]