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Possumhaw: Finding daffodils in hard ground

Posted 3/2/2015 in Local Columns

On days when fishing is out of the question and the 24/7 news has taken its circuitous route about dozen times and the SEC channel is showing decades-old football games, Sam opens a book.

 

Possumhaw: Just about time for serious fishing

Posted 2/16/2015 in Local Columns

As the days grow longer and the sun shines warmer and the occasional temperatures tip 70 degrees, a retired man's fancy turns to fishing.

 

Possumhaw: The eye of the red-tailed hawk

Posted 2/9/2015 in Local Columns

It was an early, frosty morning and a lone deer fed in the field. You have to wonder why it nibbled at the cold, dead grass. Soon, another joined it and then another. In the distance they looked like shadows on the pale, icy ground.

 

Possumhaw: The house that love built

Posted 2/2/2015 in Local Columns

"It's a small house, a fixer-upper. Could you be happy there until we can build our own?" The young man had his concerns.

 

Possumhaw: Corncobs, critters and Catalpa Creek

Posted 1/26/2015 in Local Columns

Someone or something was disconnecting the battery wires on the deer feeder. Checking the canister there was plenty of corn but no power. This was the second time in a week.

 

Possumhaw: Another one bites the dust

Posted 1/19/2015 in Local Columns

I've been mopey about another bookstore closing.

 

Possumhaw: Winter of my contentment

Posted 1/12/2015 in Local Columns

Last week was a cold one. We spent much time glued to the digital thermometer and calling out temperatures to the household.

 

Possumhaw: Hillbilly speed bumps and Hoover hogs

Posted 1/5/2015 in Local Columns

Sam likes to see how high the water is down at the spillway, if it has any "color," and who's fishing -- so we took a drive.

 

Possumhaw: Pursuing tranquility in 2015

Posted 12/29/2014 in Local Columns

Born in 1899, Gladys Tabor was a writer and a columnist for Ladies Home Journal and Family Circle. If Gladys were alive today I'm sure she'd be my best friend. Taken from "Stillmeadow Sampler," published in 1957 Gladys' words speak to the coming year ...

 

Possumhaw: Saint Nicholas of Myra

Posted 12/22/2014 in Local Columns

While Sam watched the MSU girls' basketball game, I wandered through thoughts of Christmases past settling comfortably on Saint Nicholas.

 

Possumhaw: 'Now I lay me down to sleep'

Posted 12/15/2014 in Local Columns

Tom had a hard day at work. After supper he spent a few hours watching TV before bed. Two hours later Tom heard the sound of frogs bellowing in the night; the sound got louder and louder, filling the room. A light bounced off the ceiling while Tom dreamt giant amphibians leaped across his bed in the moonlight.

 

Possumhaw: It all started with a Christmas card

Posted 12/8/2014 in Local Columns

Across the street there was a girl sitting on the stoop. Her legs were bare; she was eating an apple. I smiled and she smiled back.

 

Possumhaw: A basket full of blessings to boot

Posted 12/1/2014 in Local Columns

It had been 10 days and Sam was sick and tired of being sick and tired. He had only been out of the house for a trip to Robert's Apothecary for vitamins, nasal spray and a B-12 shot. He pinned his hopes on Robert's elixirs, supplemented with Dayquil and Nyquil.

 

Possumhaw: Havoc in the boat shed

Posted 11/17/2014 in Local Columns

Shirley, my walking partner turned house sitter, reported all went well at the Prairie house while we were away. She had only one scare when she feared Jack, the cat, had expired on the sofa.

 

Possumhaw: Fear of thresholds

Posted 11/10/2014 in Local Columns

From the front porch I studied the lake and the fields and deer grazing along the tree line.

 

Possumhaw: When one thing leads to another

Posted 11/3/2014 in Local Columns

Sam said the Saints game would be over in 5 minutes 29 seconds and then we could go for a bike ride but I'd been around that block before and I knew that a televised game of 5 minutes would be at least another 30 so I headed out to the lake.

 

Possumhaw: On the far side of the world

Posted 10/27/2014 in Local Columns

A convergence of events deserves consideration. The kind that causes one to say, "What a small, connected world we live in."

 

Possumhaw: The persimmon is possible to eat

Posted 10/18/2014 in Local Columns

I'd been looking around the yard trying to figure out what could be edible when I noticed the persimmon trees. The trees were obvious by the huddles of deer that gathered under them, not to mention possums, raccoons, coyotes and birds.

 

It's a lot of garbage

Posted 10/13/2014 in Local Columns

It was garbage day when Sam said, "I may not put the garbage out today; there's only one bag."

 

Possumhaw: A weekend to nourish

Posted 10/6/2014 in Local Columns

"When did eating naturally become alternative?" It was a weekend to rest and study homesteading arts in a place not unlike the Prairie house only I would not do laundry or cook or even make my bed. I left my laptop and chose instead to take a notebook and a pen.

 

 

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