Monthly Archives: May 2009

THE TAPPING

As I awakened I heard the rhythmic tapping — tapping of my drum sticks on the edges of my wooden drum — I, the senior drummer in the high school band. tap — tap — tap tap tap The parade … Continue reading

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Grass

The grass is long but I’ve stopped mowing grass this year. This is a time for changing — letting go of simple chores — to do no more what I have done before and thought I’d do forever. This is … Continue reading

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A BACKWARD GLANCE

In the middle of his life he took on changes: replaced his shirts and ties and suits with  jeans and T shirts — started crafting boxes instead of sermons — gave up all  his pastoral duties — found friends in … Continue reading

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GOING AROUND

The first time I remember going round and round was when I went to the big city and “discovered” a revolving door. What fun to frolic within its parameters and walk and push and go nowhere but where I’d been. … Continue reading

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ROAD KILL

From a distance it’s hard to tell. It may be a piece of tire or a possum’s remains — a little litter or a flattened squirrel — some plastic bags or an unfortunate rabbit. There are those few seconds when … Continue reading

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THE BIRTH OF A UNIVERSE

I marvel at the full moon. My ecstasy could hardly be exceeded. Imagine seeing the birth of a universe! Astronomers now hope that the refurbished Hubble will allow that some day. Surely it will happen before there is peace in … Continue reading

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Some Famous Men

When headlines proclaim that a famous man could not resist the wiles of some woman some folks are horrified — some mystified — some  intrigued — some harshly judge. There are those who understand how it is with man and … Continue reading

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To Have No Destination

Once, when young I, rode a trolly car just to ride a trolly car and not to get somewhere. I also rode a horse to ride a horse planning only to hang on. I’ve sailed without a port in mind … Continue reading

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That’s Too Bad

One day long long ago she went to church to hear a preacher preach. When she left the sanctuary she shook the preacher’s hand and said: ”That’s the best sermon I ever heard!” And he replied: “That’s too bad!”

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Round and Round

The wind mill blades go round and round and for a time I feel compelled to watch their circling. But then I move to other things nearby and take in trees and flowers and birds upon our feeders and all … Continue reading

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