Tag Archives: lessons
January Twenty-second; Begone Beast
Not in my backyard. Not on my watch. Not if I can help it anyway. I went out this morning and fed the cats. They were more than ready for breakfast. Its a challenge feeding them on a good day … Continue reading
January Thirteenth; The Most Important Preparation
Smoke from the wood stove is drifting low through the woods out back while the sun tries to shine through the cloud covering. The temperature is just above freezing according to the computer so the dogs are curled up in … Continue reading
January Twelfth; Memories and I Meant to do That
I find some of the memories that show up over on social media interesting. The thoughts that were running through my head at the time, the events that took place, the lessons learned and experience gained. Following are three such … Continue reading
January Eleventh Considering Self and Self Help Articles
Reading self help articles can be entertaining but also confusing. As I was waiting for my mother’s morning call, which isn’t coming for a while as I finally remembered she has an appointment with her doctor, I was reading through … Continue reading
January Fifth; Best Laid Plans and Late Bloomers
Which was having none, or so I thought. I watched my son leave for work this morning as I poured a cup of coffee. Today, I had nowhere I needed to be. I was going to sit here enjoying my … Continue reading
January Second…Page Two, The Not So Hidden Food for Betterment
Hidden nourishment? I always feed the outside cats on the back steps, but its raining. Not heavily, but enough that eventually the dry would become soup. When I took food out to them, I carried the dish part way across … Continue reading
December Thirty-first, Looking Back With Realization
I’m sitting here once again, alternating between watching the sun play hide and seek behind the clouds and the cats playing out back. Slash the cat is back this morning and he was starving. I’m also contemplating this past year … Continue reading
Day 343; Footnotes He Would Have Been 117
Today was my Grandfather’s birthday. If he had lived, he would have been 117 years old. He left us months before my son was born over thirty years ago. But he was a person, one doesn’t forget.Just over six feet … Continue reading
November Twenty-ninth; Being Thankful In the Lessons and Understanding Gained
That question was answered fairly quickly. I had been sitting here watching the day progress with both dogs still inside. Molly had awakened me around six this morning so I had let her out and waited until she came running … Continue reading
November Twelfth Thankful for Distance
Distance The conversation went from talking about my grand or great nephew (both fit in several ways) bagging a deer to her washing machine to my past relationships. How? With mom it is easy. At the point where it became … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 