Archive for Oris Rambles
My grandmother said
There was a time in my life when I was young and very busy. One day during that time my grandmother took me aside and said, “I read somewhere that a man gave this advice. He was so right. ‘Make a large place in your life for music and it will bring you a priceless [...]
A pick on Oris day
Today will go down in history as the Pick on Oris Day. Patsy and I had not seen Connie Rossignol in seven years. Connie and Suzanne (who doesn’t have a last name but is a member of the Mammoth list) trailered up from New Mexico to purchase two Mammoth jennets from Tanya and Jon Tourjee. [...]
Remembering
Remembering I’ve finished my book, Along the Back Roads of Yesterday. It will be in the hands of the printer by week’s end. Now that it has been put to bed, I am starting another one. This morning I’ve been sitting in front of this monitor listing notes for the new book. I’ve been remembering. [...]
Edumacation is like Education only Funner
I heard about good eats. They’re food with scientific explanations. I work at home. It’s a good thing, I can’t work anywhere’s else. I have a good family life. My family tree is growing at both ends, like ancestry. If you want to get published, write a book. Those are bits of advise from the [...]
Here is today
Here is today. Tomorrow waits. Yesterday is gone.
I’m waiting for
I’m waiting for a warm summer evening and a slice of cool juicy watermelon.
Today
Today I’d like some time to do nothing. I’d like to laugh. I’d like to read a good book. I’d like some chocolate cake.
Mr. Meadow Lark is back
And a grand morning it is on this next to the last day of February 2010. Things are picking up around here. Mr. Loud-mouth golden throat Meadow Lark is atop the power pole heralding to the neighborhood he is back and has taken up residence. This morning, as the sun announced with a brilliant gong [...]
A day with Jon and Tanya
Thursday I drove up to Penrose, Colorado to help Jon and Tanya start their donkeys driving. I see that Tany has already commented about my trip. There are a number of things she left out but I’ll not go into details as I don’t want to detract from her excellent purple prose. All kidding aside. It [...]
Henry, A Donkey, and A Girl
Henry and I were twelve years old and the best of friends. We got along because we enjoyed the same ignorance on many subjects — one of which was girls. It was a hot June Saturday in the summer of 1946 when Henry had his first lesson about how not to impress a girl. At [...]
