Whatever you do, in word or deed
Nowhere in Particular
Once across the bridge you can see it, just off to the left. It used to be a Mexican food restaurant with no air conditioner and then it was a barbecue joint with no air conditioner. A lady named Christina bought it in some sad state and turned it into a restaurant and bar, with [...] Read More
Praying for Thirty
We drove through the little towns and townships on the outskirts of our county today. The roads through here are rough and loud and the hot pavement pools into dunes at each stop sign where big trucks have braked for decades in the heat, making moguls from the molten black asphalt, over and over. It [...] Read More
Something To Take Care Of
In the summer, with all of this strange free time that the globe was trying to fill, we spent more time together than I thought we would; than I wanted to sometimes. It isn't that the time itself was ill-spent, its just that a man needs room to think. I came into the house dirty [...] Read More
Quiet Dark
He waded through the quiet, slow dark of the river where the shallow volume flew like a sheet of fast glass over smooth rocks. Read More
Mariachi
I'm seated at a four foot plastic folding table and my elbows are crowded by things that I attempted to organize. To my left is a collection of hemp plants that I'm growing for an experiment at work. Next to this is a mini greenhouse tray with beet and pepper seeds in peat moss pods [...] Read More
How The River Bends
There is mystery to the way that the river bends out of sight to both the East and the West as I drive across the Hickman Bridge. Folks in Waterford call it the Waterford bridge, but they're wrong. It is hard to tell where the river is coming from or where it is going to. [...] Read More
Production
On the East side of the highway that runs along our farm, there are a few properties that seem nice. 5-10 acre parcels of land oddly stitched together and separated by failing cyclone fences which harbor wild chayote plants and unkempt vines. Farther, past the main canal and Lake Road, there are some more houses. These [...] Read More
Winter Pressing
Jagged stakes of lath can be seen protruding crookedly from the soil at the back of the property. Each thin strip of wood is about 4 feet tall and was sharpened with a miter saw and pounded into the top of what was once a flourishing pumpkin bed. The Lath are exactly 30 feet from [...] Read More
Things We See
Today at the donut shop a big round man in denim overalls and laceless logging boots blustered in and ordered two donuts. His pantlegs were bloused partially into his socks. He was jolly and weatherbeaten. His boot toes were worn through, and his imposing frame swayed in the reflection on the sneeze guard as he [...] Read More
One Trick Pony
As I drive North on the highway, I see a couple in their mid 60's repairing a fence that was damaged last Winter when a vehicle crashed through it. A motorist swerved to avoid a lost horse standing broadside in the highway, and lost control on the wet road. It was pouring rain. Most people [...] Read More
