Monthly Archives: April 2011

For My Daughter…

With thanks to Don Henley

I watch you sleeping
My weary heart rises up on wings
I hear your laughter
And something deep down inside me sings.

Way down here in the land of cotton
You were born on a rainy day
Since then sweet things long forgotten
They just keep flooding back my way

Oh child I cannot tell you
How the time just flies
But I have had my days of glory
Under sunny skies
But these days your bright dreams
Are all I want to see
So, sleep tight, Molly
You can always count on me.

In this cold world, folks will judge you
Though they don’t know you at all
And I may not be there to catch you
Every time that you might fall
But you’ve got my hard head
And your mother’s grace
All the likeness of the loved ones
Right there in your face
And I know in the end
You’ll be who you will be.

So, sleep tight, Molly
You can always count on me.


I Have Begun…

I started on the novel today, making some headway into the first chapter. It’s a science fiction, big idea novel entitled “Home.” Perhaps I will feature some chapters here as I progress.

Until then, here is a pic of…oh god… I got nothing….


I’m Tired of Looking at Water…

The Big River, which runs through it (my backyard, I mean) is very close to spilling over its banks.  It won’t, I’m reasonably reassured, but I’m tired of looking at it rush by on its way to the Gulf of Mexico.  I’m tired of hearing it.  Tired of escorting the dogs outside four times a day because I’m afraid, because of their walnut-sized brains, that they will get a sudden urge to tip their toes in it and thus end up in the Gulf of Mexico.  I’m tired of listening to the older of my dogs, Sylvia, sitting on the back of the couch and growling non-stop all day at the debris she sees floating down the river–Is that a goat?  Ggggrrrrr.  Is that…is that a dead body of a meth lab employee?  Ggggggrrrrr!

Oh well, I suppose it could be worse.  I could be sitting here in the house as the Big River actually flows through it.


Apparently Not…

Here are some shots of the Big River, right out my back door.  Flood stage is 16 feet.  This is 21 feet.  The back of the property is 25 feet.  It’s supposed to crest tomorrow at 23 feet.  Sheesh.

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OMG…Will the Rain Ever Stop?

It’s been raining like for the last 373 days straight. The river, which runs through my backyard here at Streett Estates East, is up…definitely up. Here is the scene from my window this morning.

Mmm…rafting bacon.


Happy Zombie Jesus Day!


And Now…More Squirrels!

In an effort to see how long I can go without actually writing anything on this blog, here’s another squirrel. Enjoy.


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