Category Archives: Poetic Thoughts

Please excuse my daughter from school today.

This beautiful letter is becoming rare on the internet. I wanted to post it here to both archive it and also bring your attention to it. I first read this letter in 1996 when it was appreciated by IBFT, a … Continue reading

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Night of Light

The Winter Solstice is a remarkable procession of light and love. The days grow on the hereafter which is why children are celebrated as are females, the ability to grow, create, and of course our God. This is where the … Continue reading

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Fall sun, frost morning

Following an instinctive arc, the sun has left us more and more. He returns late into the morning and leaves early in the evening. It’s a wet cold that you can shake off and doesn’t yet bite.

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Hot & Dry walk into bar

Hot says to dry, “Comfort is uneasy but wait always lasts.” Dry smirks and remembers the idle but never rusting tractors in her desert and says, “Barren space is alone save those who appreciate solitude.” So it goes. We pray … Continue reading

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Spring wig and wags

Sophie was cold. So we built a fire (she watched). It’s amazing how wind can strip heat from a structure. It reminds me of why we need to invest into a windmill for electrically in winter. So goes: cloudy days … Continue reading

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Homestead Beer

I drink beer I’ve made myself. By the end of the year I hope to need only malted barely. By end of next I hope all beer ingredients are grown and produced from this property. Beer has three ingredients: yeast, … Continue reading

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Sunset against tomorrow

Late winter sunsets are promises of carry. Snow peas grow proudly and owls begin their mating calls. As dim roses turn to beautiful burnt oranges one sees the arc of the sun purposely rising into a gainful March. Cold layered … Continue reading

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Today was my spring.

Only two days ago I took this picture of snow on our plow and discs. Today it was nearly 50F with flower blooming. Spring is always the most waited for season. It’s new beginnings, the return of those we thought … Continue reading

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