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If the water’s flowing the wrong direction then maybe you’re not where you thought you were. And if you’re not where you thought you were, where are you? I often walk down a rocky creek that meanders through a narrow valley toward the river. Other small creeks come down through the hollows to join up with it. I sometimes approach …
If you want to relax, watch the clouds pass by if you’re laying on the grass, or sit in front of the creek; just doing nothing and having those still moments is what really rejuvenates the body. ~Miranda Kerr Summertime is the perfect time to take some moments to do that relaxing and look at those clouds or listen to …
“Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together … all things connect.” —Chief Seattle I’ve said before on here that writing a novel can be thought of as making a web, something where each strand of web connects …
Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books. ~John Lubbock Two of the grandkids came to spend some time with us last week. The boys are twins and at eight, almost nine, full of energy and curiosity. They …
July 13, 1966 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. Can you believe that there’s only about a month before school starts again? That’s just not right. Summer should last twice as long as other seasons. Each day needs to matter. Dad says I’m the one who has to make my days matter. I can’t be moping around wishing for …
Lots to do! Deadline zooming toward me for my work in progress and the words are coming slow. Chores need doing! New floor going down in the kitchen and bathroom and new room. New floors going down need everything moved off them! Not enough hours in the day. Sometimes it’s hard getting everything done since I have to spend so …
Summer time is a good time of year to forget what day it is. All week I’ve had to think twice about whether it’s Monday or Thursday. And oops, it’s Thursday and I totally let Wednesday slip past me without coming over to talk. I can blame it on the deadline rush to edit and pare and trim that had …
I took some of the grandkids to the creek on Friday. It’s April and won’t be summer for quite a few more weeks, but the day was warm. In the seventies. The creek is spring fed from underground so the water stays chilly, but the plan was to keep on stepping stones, see the wildflowers, and maybe spot a crawdad …
What is it about a creek like this that makes you want to keep on following it? To see what’s around the next corner. To see where the water goes? ~~ This is my creek. At least as much as any creek can belong to anybody. I don’t say it’s mine just because it’s on my land. I say it’s …