Category Archives: Word Rambles – Just Talking

I’m jumping in with both feet today. I’ll move my space. Christmas is over, and a new year is coming. I’ll give it a try.

Morning Moon It began it’s journey here on Spaces when Little Gal was just a toddler. It’s now a book listed on Amazon.com for release December 21. We hope you’ll give it a look see. http://www.amazon.com/reader/1616639172?_encoding=UTF8&page=7#reader_1616639172

August,I am deep into you –Into the heat,Into the humidity. Into the weeds that are not the same weeds that grow in May or June or July. August, You have weeds of your own – weeds that grow tall with plumes. … Continue reading →

  Another spring bounds into the valley –  leaping treetops, splashing through streams, then screeching to a breathless halt in every yard and garden. The perennial pixie always has surprises to toss about.   Like a bit of rain flung like a frisbee to pitter patter on window and roof … Continue reading →

Sing a song of Winter,The world stops dead;Under snowy coverlidFlowers lie abed. Cosmo Monkhouse (1840–1901)   They’ve been appearing in the mailbox, sometimes more than one a day, since before Christmas.  Some have been leafed through, some just tossed on … Continue reading →

When the weather turns cold in the valley, and Christmas lights start twinkling on houses in the village, the quest begins. Every year the anxiety and excitement mounts until a new guy is added to Little Gal’s collection. It’s been … Continue reading →

  At the head of the valley snow often comes sooner, falls heavier and lasts longer than it does down below, Around the Homestead. Over Thanksgiving, throughout the valley, an uncommon snow fell, and fell, and fell some more. It … Continue reading →

Little Gal arrived Thursday evening, and we haven’t stopped since. We’ve been preparing -rolls, cookies, pies – for our annual fall family get together up the valley. In the middle of it all we were slowed down when company came … Continue reading →

  Walking down the back road this morning we found the day to be fine. Fog was lifting from the river, and the autumn browns blended well with the sky’s blue. Cows watched us curiously, as they usually do, and … Continue reading →

When we go out in the morning for our walk down the back road, it’s always in our minds that maybe today we’ll see the deer. From our observations, they spend the night bedded down in the wooded areas by … Continue reading →