Three stops in an automobile in a single day while out and about can be a soul-crushing experience for me. Two of these involved wandering up and down wide aisles among heavily processed and packaged foods. The dizzying array of inferior choices combined with the laziness of driving a 2,000 pound vehicle to get them (even though … More Joy a plenty as winter exhales
The last known American slave, Sylvester Magee, died in 1971, just five years before I was born. Now, at 9:19 pm on Martin Luther King Jr. Day, I’m finally stopping to reflect on how slavery’s reality is much closer to us than we might think. My kids, who were off school today for the holiday, … More Brief reflections before turning in on MLK Day
For the first time in who-knows-how-long, the past two days have brought interesting mail: the kind that elicits a response. If only the mailman knew how much a part of my life he has become! Every single morning I rush out to the mailbox expectantly, almost immediately after he arrives—well, not wishing to appear overly … More Mail Call
Reading this slender collection of 150 haiku was like feasting on a fresh and juicy peach. It really brightened my day. I marvel at Sutter’s economy of words. This slim volume contains 150 haiku mostly in the classical form (5 syllables, 7, and 5), weighs in at just 81 pages, and has an asking price of … More Today’s accomplishment
Highs and lows and everything in between. Getting the axe from a comfortable job, navigating a crisis located smack dab in the middle of life, publishing a book, working to gain traction on a second, farming, painting houses, fathering, husbanding (animals, wife, children), book marketing, being the proud spouse/booster of an artist, and striving each and … More Living as an Author Teetering Among Many Roles
Like a ship bashing into a coral reef, my head was gashed and deeply pierced by the corner of a deck board today. With blood flowing liberally, I completed my paint job after running my head under the frigid water of the outdoor spigot to the point of numbness. Then, 30 minutes later I bashed … More Humanity blooms in struggle. Plus, home economics for a family of starving artists.
It was like I won the lottery. Picked as the lucky winner, I could pick virtually any book on Earth and have it shipped to me for FREE! Being a frequent user of the library, and facing a significant cash shortage, I haven’t purchased a book for myself in years. Such extravagance! Additionally, I’ve been … More Winning the Lottery With Berry, consuming The Grapes of Wrath, and Some Relevance for Labor Day