Over the last several months I have been intrigued by the commercial that T. Boone Pickens has been airing. He has taken on the oil crisis as his cause and wants to end our dependence on foreign oil. Last night I watched a 90 minute town hall meeting he held in Nashville, TN on the … Continue reading T. Boone for President

From my usual spot on the sofa, I can look out one of the living room windows and see a bright yellow leafed tree. My eyes are too bad to zero in on the leafs to see if it is a maple or oak. It has been kissed by the God of Autumn and stands … Continue reading Fall Musing

I thank God for the maple trees that line the path of my daily walk.The fall air is crisp and the leaves that have fallen rustle at my feetColors that only maple trees can bring, vivid orange, bright yellow and crimsonfill my eyes with their beauty.I close my eyes and inhale the unmistakable aroma of … Continue reading Fall Frolic

There is nothing quite like a hug. It wraps you in warmth. It brings you close to another person. Group hugs are good too.Then there is the "I don't want to get too close" hug. Where you go though the motions, but don't quite make physical contact. Those are usually reserved for people we know, … Continue reading Hugs

We all want themSome of us have themAs trees growing where they were plantedtheir roots reaching deeply into the earthSometimes our roots are not allowed todeeply furrow into the groundWe must leave the place where weare comfortableLike tall, strong oak trees werefuse to bend or be bent by strong winds trying to blow us downThe … Continue reading Roots

The sun was shining brightly and it felt nice and warm on his face. It was a beautiful early spring day in Michigan. The sky was a bright cobalt blue color and no clouds were in sight. The newly mowed hay smelled sweet and fresh.He sat up high in the John Deere 8840. An air … Continue reading Old MacDonald

She tends her garden in a loving manner, careful to make sure her plants are in the right place. They react to her kindness by blooming gloriously where they are planted. The sun bathes them with its light and they are refreshed by the summer thundershowers that come calling. Occasionally they are tossed by the … Continue reading The Gardener

It seems that I have spent my entire life trying to get my Dad's attention. Here I am even now after he has been gone two years writing about him and hoping some how he knows.When I was a kid he was always making fun of the way I looked and of course my brothers … Continue reading Hey Dad, It’s Me