Cinnamon Toast

“Stood alone on a mountain top, starin’ out at the Great Divide. I could go east, I could go west, it was all up to me to decide…” Bob Seger I left home at 18. Not willingly. Poverty evicted me. My parents couldn’t afford my enormous food intake. They had to choose…a new car or …

Headging Our Bets

Shadows are always dark. ********** Blame it on Newton: For every action there’s an equal and opposite reaction. Took him three laws to infer that every action is a gamble. He never even suggested a hedge. Chew on that for a while. The thought bounced around in my dream like a marble in a tin …

The Magic of Wisteria

“Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying; and this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.” Robert Herrick, (1591-1674) Poets have a way with words. Who cannot think of love when standing under a canopy of lavender wisteria in April? An enormous heart-pine tree, maybe 60 years old, grows …

Mystery of the Empty To

“…very early in the morning they came to the sepulcher and found the stone rolled away…and found not the body of the Lord Jesus.” Luke 24:1-3 Not even Poe could have concocted a narrative to rival the mystery surrounding the death and resurrection of Jesus. The enigma and significance of the empty tomb still baffles …

The Leaves Let Go

April opens the door to spring. It’s the month when the Great Silent Voice speaks: “Time’s up, release without remorse and make way for the new.” Nature has a different set of rules for the live oaks that canopy the islands of coastal Georgia. They’re programmed to shed their leaves in spring, not November. It …

Yes, No, Maybe

Life’s questions can often cause linguistic conflicts. Choose responses carefully. ********** It’s a typical morning. They sit around having coffee, reading. She glances up as if heaven is speaking. The look portends trouble for him. “Honey, will you do me a favor today?” He hides behind the sports section pretending not to hear. The ploy …

A Memory of March

March is mainly a Pisces, unpredictable. Its sliver of the year is either hot or cold, neither winter nor spring. It can’t seem to make up its mind which to be. It happens to be the month of my birthday. I have difficulty in deciding things, too. As if turning 75 a few days ago …

The Luck of the Draw

There are 52 cards in a deck and 52 weeks a year to play them. Possibilities are endless. Outcomes often depend on the luck of the draw. In cards, like life, there are winners and losers. One can only play the hand they’re dealt. Fate is the dealer; nerves, skill and luck play the hand. …

We Have a Problem

He fell asleep last night watching Trump on C-Span. “What dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil…” The phone rings. Its intrusion fractures the morning’s silence. He looks at his watch, 7:06. Who calls at this hour? He checks the caller ID for a clue. No luck. ‘Unknown Number’ it reads. …