The delivery woman is here,

 we’re sending this machine back and not taking the one they sent in it’s place, explaining why, not enough BTU’s, need bigger stuff not smaller to move forward. The sun glints off the neighbors new paint job, brick red and undone ‘cause he spilled the last two gallons in the grass then went off for […]

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There’s bag of dry dog food riding around

  in the back of Barb’s car and it has a  kind of early homosapien, cave wall etching of wolves stalking a forlone bison on some  vast prairie. It’s a wild food for savage animals; venison and buffalo, snarling teeth with dripping jowls, muscles gathered, ready to pounce. The beast on the bag is wary, eyes […]

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Well, there’s another holiday season that’s gone;

Christmas Eve, Mama and Sweet Lorene settle on the couch like snowflakes sifting through the night, fragile, momentary and all too soon, gone. We exchange a little money, small talk and a bit of time. There’s the inevitable pile of new socks, Wal Mart mixed nuts and assorted gift cards to be sorted through, misplaced […]

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Chanterelle Mushrooms and Wild Geese

The geese rise from some pond beyond the canyon, honking and gathering, then flying directly above, moving south. So close that I can almost make out the webbing design on their feet. The sounds they give are those of one preparing for a journey, low, lazy complaints yet resigned to be being finally underway. Stragglers […]

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Tate and Tate in the Fall

The Dexter Dog is curled up in what remains of summer, over by the fence in the early morning, trying to wring a bit o warmth from the morning sun sunshine. That seems to be his temperament, it’s all good and breakfast is just around the corner. Seems as though we’ve been gone from home […]

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Fall Feasts with Tate and Tate

Back to school, summers ends and smoke ascends from Black Butte along the horizon. It has been busy season for us here at the “No Longer Big Kitchen”, four a.m. mornings and midnight returns. Summer has washed over as some great wave leaving us drenched; it’s like cresting to the surface from beneath the water […]

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Hello June!

I know she’s still in there, the Lola Dog within the Lola Dog; the puppy that raced in circles and wouldn’t stop biting with needle teeth. How she flew down the hallway in pursuit of the bedtime ball chase with Poppa, back when she was the “only” dog, before the Springer’s came, when she could […]

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Spring in Central Oregon

Spring in Central Oregon; the slightest bit of sun sends us into a spectacle of gratitude telling each other “how nice it is today”, as we scrape the ice from the car window or turn up the thermostat to chase the chill from the room watching all that deceptive daylight undulating by the window masquerading […]

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