Mr. Ahrens! Are you still with us? The voice wafted to me through the sound of surf and diving gulls. Eleventh-grade chemistry class was on the second floor with one side of the room completely filled with windows. And outside the windows was a spectacular grove of pecan trees, a march wind sending wave after […]
So far this has been a most unusual year, in our area at least. We have had two really good rain storms lasting seven or eight days interspersed with extremely good weather. If it’s going to rain, I say, do it all at once. Lately, it’s been dipping down to around 25 or so at
While lining out may just seem like common sense (as someone commented) doing it on a pointy end like this made me scratch my head. Nothing is common sense until you’ve done it a few times. In the end, after several false starts, I divided the mid-section into 3 areas based on hull radius
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In Texas there is a saying that “You can tell a man’s character by the shape of his woodpile.” I don’t know where this originated but I suspect it came from my grandfather. I heard it periodically as a child whenever my character was found to be needing adjustment. “Bark up!” I can recall him
This year, 2025 has just begun. Brown grass has turned green. There is ice on the pond in the morning and by 1pm it is 73 degrees (F). It’s a two-coat morning and a tee shit afternoon. It is too early for spring, though I am always ready for it. Not that Theresa cares or
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“Ward Thee Well, Theresa II. I, Your Little Ship Will Rip Asunder. Dark Eyes, Swirling Skies Your Doom Lies With Light And Thunder.” These booming words came to me in the dark, vile and odious, leaving a knot of coldness in my stomach where a thread of hope had until now survived. I was
This morning I was up at 0600, made coffee and was on the deck by 0630. It is barely light by that time here in our valley. The sun gets over the hill to the east around 0730. It was foggy, and just above freezing and I counted seven deer in the field browsing off
Humans are a weird bunch. After a lengthy stay on this planet and having hung out with a few thousand of them, I have come to that rather solid fact. In the city if you get five or ten of them together and start up a conversation there will inevitably be someone who has some
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Theresa is definitely a showoff. No one around here draws a crowd like T, as I call her. Peg, a friend of my wife’s asks: “What’s in the big barn?” and magickly a ticket for a shop tour appears. “Oh, Is this a boat?” “Well, no, It’s just the shape of a boat.” It’s always
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Once again it is almost June. It is amazing how this happens every year at the same time. The grass is almost five feet high in most parts. The wind ripples through it in waves, an ocean of grass hay. It is a really beautiful time of year here. The fresh scent of
