It seems, at times, that authorship is a bit like a 4wd pickup headed uphill in sand. The wheels spin, the engine revs, and the truck shudders, but progress is almost nil. After a year of web-sites, blogs, short stories, not to mention countless edits, it seems as though I am gaining a bit of […] Read more »
Grandpa
“Grandpa”. The word seems foreign, the reality surreal. I look in the mirror. I don’t look like a grandpa. Somehow the features that gaze back at me bear no resemblance to my mental image of a silver haired, crinkled, oldster with a slight tremor and large smile who proffers gifts to beloved grandchildren. However, it is a […] Read more »
Tempest
It is the only mountain I have ever skied, anywhere, where large red and yellow signs on the lifts proclaim ” Welcome…..This mountain is not like any other you have ever skied. You may become lost, injured or stranded. There are dangerous cliff and other unmarked hazards. Avalanches and weather conditions may change abruptly or […] Read more »
Catharsis
I could tell where my tears hit the dirt of the corral by their tiny indentations. The intermittent snowflakes vanished and dissipated on the ground. I fed him his last carrot moments before and he relished the treat. Sheridan had always had a solid and consistently friendly manner. I hate putting a good friend down. I am even more loathe […] Read more »
Snowy Morning at the Timberline
The snow storm of the previous day was dissipating into a peculiar winter pink of breaking clouds. Scuttles of grey snow squalls swirled around the ridge tops, and tumbled down the canyons. A peek-a-boo sun reflected frigid crystals of suspended flakes. The air shimmered. I loved this land and knew it well. This particular section was one of my favorite […] Read more »