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The Caney River

Something clicked and I was suddenly back there, 50 years ago, sitting on the bank of the Caney River, about four miles south of...

A Day That Cannot Be Compared

Bringing me forward from this daytime, the day that cannot be compared, Against any singular day I have ever seen, When life continues,...

Painted Lady

The Painted Lady sets high on her stool, the orange seat raised upon the velvet shreds and poised above the petals soft and brilliant;...

Habanero Delights

A quick little run to the garden this morning. Picked three tomatoes and one halfway in the stage of ruin, but reached inside that vine...

Waiting In The Wings

Tom stands in Will Rogers shadow, As the day it comes along, He knows what time that door should open, and he unlocks it with aplomb....

The Best Breakfast (of many to be had)

Working in the garden this time of year will leave quite a few of the mucles sore, make the back feel like you have carried a great pack...

Mwhahahahaha! (An Evil Laugh)

"I've been waiting here all day" , said the Evil Tree Witch to the tiny small sunshine, running away as fast as it could. "You'll not...

Invisible Beauty

In the total night, there is that crushing feeling of darkness, that impending, neck hair curling, physical dampening of spirit that can...

Life’s Fun

Walking around in my younger days, feeling the need of looking sharp, wearing the jacket, tie and coat all day, five days a week, and...

‘61 Chevrolet 3/4 Ton Flatbed Pickup

200 thousand miles didn't seem like that much. At the time it was just 14 years old. Kind of a muck-layer green in color, the flatbed...

A Windmill Sits

Tried by first fair means, this tower of the will captured and released the wind as quickly as it would pass, to raise the water from...

65 Year Old Amateur

Sixty-four, ten and three quarter months. And counting. I have been in Oklahoma the majority of my life and have been planting and...

Grandpa Tom

Finding the rewards of his time fishing, this is Grandpa Tom Peck, holding his stringer full of fish with my cousin 'LindaMay' Thompson...

Effie Plummer (E.P.) Pritchard

I was a long, drawn out, tall boy with gangly arms and gangly legs. I was born to be the 4th child out of 9, with two girls and one boy...

Pleasant Porter

Porter is a pretty little town, and stands in its grandeur of being the solid place between Muskogee and Coweta where football fills...

Rodney’s Tomatoes

While the always clean and neat kitchen counter should be used for the preparation of the finest meals, with nothing out of place,...

Will Continues

Each day there are words that were written by Will Rogers that make their way in front of our eyes, just as the newspapers of yesteryear...

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