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1909

A picture postcard of this church was made in 1909, 113 years ago by someone on the campaign to show the church. Two years beyond...

First Days of Fall

The heat has kept it very warm around us, snow is in the forecast, but months to come before it would make its appearance. Watching the...

First Light

The light, first in the morning, with its red seal breaking away, painting the one time of day where one should watch, where one should...

The Garden Tender

The rather large mouse takes up space beneath the tomato vines, all burning in the soil. The scrambled, twisted, turning of summers...

The Pears

A pair. A pair of pears. With my knife, I can pare a pair of pears. I'll use my paring knife. Or maybe I should use two paring knives,...

Rentiesville

Being poor in Oklahoma meant being completely poor. The downtrodden were the stepping stones of those who had gone on with life, but...

Settling Bee’s

The family was at the home place, in the fullness of the day. Their home was outside of Jay, at the peak of the hills. This was on...

Looking West

With all the things we have to do, everything that a person can possibly think of, figuring out, this figuring out that, battling with...

Living For Learning

When they came to school, the windows were bright, the daylight of the country side was breaking the trees of the end of night, the wind...

Beulah

Just open the door, with your eyes. Let your spirit that is watching, see that entrance, and your heart will feel that longing, to grasp...

Canadian River

Just on the east side of the Sangre De Cristo Mountains, almost at ten thousand feet, the Canadian River starts its tumble downward...

Oklahoma Sky

Looking west, as the night was making its hurried stroke, Over the McGill’s Echo Acres, Watching the sun making its last resistance,...

They Came Home

Watch and wait and they will come home. Each one day and happy, grinding the grass from another long days hike, taking in as much of...

Morning Glory

The pleasure can one person take, from the pictures painted by natures’ sweet hand, and tossed about in the millions, like Vincent Van...

The Last Of Summer

When flirting with the last, hot, miserable days of the summer heat, that burn and sizzle and cause your skin to seize and try to keep...

Way Back In The Corner

Paint it red. Red paint will keep its coating. It doesn’t matter that it has been painted a hundred times, just three buckets of paint,...

Look In The Mirror

Cigarette Machine. It’s time is done, as it stands against the outside wall, and keeps looking deeper into the day. It’s windows are...

In The Night

A casual glance toward the sky, Can an appearance make As one looks up, neck bent back And see what sights upon us, The eye seeks out...

Ride Cowboy Ride

The rodeo grounds are empty and grass and weeds are growing along the pathways of the bulls and broncs, each one angry to be moved, each...

A Moon’s View

Built a little extra wide. Made during the time of winds and cold crispness smacking the walls, or wasps and spiders and hot, non-moving...

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